| This is a piece that I wrote for my creative writing class and I would have to say that it is one of my favorites. I would also like to warn any prospective readers; there is blood and it may not be suitable for young readers. |
| This is a piece that I wrote for my creative writing class and I would have to say that it is one of my favorites. I would also like to warn any prospective readers; there is blood and it may not be suitable for young readers. |


SuicideFeeling this great ecstasy you pick up a long slender object that feels heavy and alien in your hand. Looking down at it you see a reflection of your face that shows no emotion and no thought yet, there are many thoughts running through your head but none of them make sense; here and there they bounce, never stopping for more than a second. This does not cause you to cease; turning, you walk out of the kitchen towards the bedroom at the end of the hall. Every step taken brings you closer to the end; not wanting to ponder this, your steps quicken and the bedroom door appears before you with the door ajar.Suicide


One LineThe soul of time is forever lost in the faded memories of friendship that are bound by the dreams of all.One Line


12 SentencesA man is standing on a street corner in the darkest part of the night. He is illuminated only by the lamp post beside him. He has been standing there since dawn; waiting for someone to come. People just pass him, not giving a second thought about it. At the moment of his desperation an older man walks up to him and leans in close, whispering something in his ear and yet, the man turns to walk away not heeding his advice. The older man grabs his arm pulling him back and he leans in again but this time the younger man lets out a muffled scream. The older one just disappears in th12 Sentences


HoleThis pain radiates from the hole you left in my chest, Its big enough to place a cup on the inside.Hole
Twisting, turning, rolling, tumbling, This is what I used to do for you.
Before you ripped out my soul, before, You tore into me and left nothing but a lifeless shell.
Now all anybody can do is pick at my wounds, Just like you always would do in my time of need.
You neglect me, punish me and its all just for fun isnt it, Well its not fun anymore; I dont want to be hurt.
Yet at first I went along with it, Laughing th
| This gallery is full of art that represents the many phases I have gone through. Furthermore, I would like to say that my style is dark and will always be dark. I may write something that is not dark but I perfer dark; just a warning to those who do not like that type of writing. I hope you have fun reading my works. |
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"I've been misquoted!"
-Mark Twain
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(peace on earth.)
May peace reign in your heart. The wind be in your sails and love be in your steps always.
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(peace on earth.)
May peace reign in your heart. The wind be in your sails and love be in your steps always.
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Insane is the new sane. We all know it.
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(peace on earth.)
May peace reign in your heart. The wind be in your sails and love be in your steps always.
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(peace on earth.)
May peace reign in your heart. The wind be in your sails and love be in your steps always.
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(peace on earth.)
May peace reign in your heart. The wind be in your sails and love be in your steps always.
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