About Me
Hello all welcome to my writing page. My page is filled with a little bit of everything so please feel free to comment,like or give insight. Thank you and I hope you enjoy.
- Dream A DreamDream a dream for the less fortunate, Dream a dream for the people who have lost their way and are hurting, Dream a dream for love,life and the world to…More
- Blemishes Throughout TimeBlemishes exploding through time and space, Stomping and regenerating itself after it manifests abroad. Running from it and getting pulled back in by the worse of it, How do you…More
- Rose’s ThornsRose Withers was a intelligent yet shy woman she spoke when spoken to but was always the type to go get what she wants. Everyone thought she was strange but…More
- Set it all on fire,Burn it to the ground,Someone please come save them from this pest infested town.Walk around deaf ridden,Scales falling from their spines,They only wanted peace,Why the darkness bleeds sublime.Days are running into night no sun just the moon,Blue skies run black with red embers,Lost in silence just the moon.
- Pain Seeping Through the CracksWhat do you do when you have nowhere to turn? Do you fake a smile or scream at the top of lungs? The pain seeping through the cracks slowly unable…More
- Complete Work Of ArtI know someone who had a beautiful soul inside and out, She never took anyone or anything for granted. A heart that everyone she met instantly fell in love with…More
- Summer’s BloomFlowers gently peeking up from the soil, The forbidden sky trying to converse with the sun, Leaves withering away to dust to welcome the new woes. Summer blossom and blooms…More
- Blank SpacesRising to the depths of her inner soul she carries blank spaces her mind so wary. Running through the burrows of her mine she collapses on the floor. Breathing deeply…More
- High TidesHigh tides splashing against her face cold as ice, She is trying to escape the waves are too big. She makes it to land famish and winded, She thanks god…More
- The Beauty Of EverythingStaring up at the sky with my eyes closed softly letting the wind touch my face that is the beauty of everything. Walking down the street listening to the leaves…More
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