Lost RoadI walked alone for too long.Lost Road by xxdraxx
The air tastes stale and dries my lips.
The future puts its weight on me.
It feels heavy enough to sink ship.
I’ve never liked winter.
It’s always been too cold for my liking.
A catalyst for dark thoughts.
A catalyst for lonely days.
But I never let it get to me.
I always walked on
With close ones always walking behind me.
At times they seem out of sight.
At times I could almost hold their hands.
I’m always afraid of what will become of me
But music calms me.
Though today it all sounds like white noise.
The frequencies hit my cerebrum as random as my thoughts are born.
I’m just as lost as anybody else.
Wandering these plains.
I don’t belong but I keep walking blindly.
Because it’s the only things I know how to do.
Besides, the only other option is end my journey.
Without ever knowing
What’s beyond the tall grass.
I’ve been told that
This place is dangerous.
We are all alone. Together.
We’re only starting
YouIf you’re a girl, you’re a girl.You by KlingelChelle
If you’re a boy, you’re a boy.
If you’re white, you’re white.
If you’re black, you’re black.
If you’re gay, you’re gay.
If you’re bi, you’re bi.
If you’re straight, you’re straight.
If you’re religious, you’re religious.
If you’re an atheist, you’re an atheist.
If you’re mentally disabled, you’re still human.
If you’re physically disabled, you’re still human.
For everything you are:
So who are they to judge you for who you are?
Mental Disorder Discrimination"You said you've got depression?Mental Disorder Discrimination by KlingelChelle
No you don't, you attention seeker.
You're just an average teenager with the perfect life
Desperately looking for sympathy."
Stop crying, you coward.
You're just a childish "scaredy-cat".
Blaming your problems on a mental disorder
That doesn't even exist."
"So you're schizophrenic?
Grow the hell up, and stop acting like a child
You're too old for imaginary friends
You callow, juvenile, little twit."
But if we're attention seekers,
Why do we try so hard to hide our feelings from the world?
Why do we isolate ourselves in our rooms,
Desperately hiding the cuts on our wrists
Trying our best to live a normal life?
And if we're simply "scaredy-cats",
Why is our fear so vividly intense?
Unlike simple fear, our anxiety will stick with us forever
A severe long-lasting feeling of powerful panic.
A feeling from which we'll never be free.
Suddenly we're childish for having a mental disorder?
Schizophrenia is not something we can control.
Guardian Chapter OneGuardian Chapter One by moonlight662
They say a dream is the idea that opens the door to your Happy Ever after, your pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. It’s the key to your happy little family, and your happy little job, and your happy little…dream.
There I sat, in the waiting hall, my feet outstretched and my arms folded behind my head. I gave a small smile as I stared at the golden door in front of me.
At Kardia Academy, they call it Eradm.
It’s a tradition for every child at the age of fourteen to take a test to see which of the twelve zodiacs you are.
The Zodiacs range from Aries to Pisces, all twelve signs.
Which Zodiac one is in distinguishes your lifestyle, your powers, and even your abilities to do certain things. Important right? Everyone takes the test once, and that’s it. It’s the only chance you get. One test and it’s over, bye-bye, never to be seen and never the same.
Five minutes ago, I took the test for the twelfth time.
At the moment,
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Hi Everyone!! Bienvenidos (mira bajo)
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Bienvenidos, personas de paises como España, Nicaragua, Argentina, Colombia, Costa Rica, Puerto Rico, y otras al grupo "Writing-4-Life" un collecion va a hacer creado despues de 2011. ¿Es posible nos da tus poemas y historias?
Counting OnFixed togetherCounting On by LittleFireStar
Is my heart
Not what it used to be
But somehow better
Tied together with
Not just hope
With a little side of luck
Aridelis Quinn: The Capture and The Rescue.The Capture: November 1997 (Aridelis's P.O.V.)Aridelis Quinn: The Capture and The Rescue. by ChaliceTheif
My best friend Finn was sick and so I was taking his terrier Jack out for a walk after school. There was really nothing different about that day. I took my normal route- across the street, around the park, and past the library. I didn't notice anything strange, though now that I think back on it, I did notice a van following me. I was behind the park when it happened. Jack was doing his business when all of a sudden, two arms wrapped around me and a chloroform covered cloth covered my face. I struggled and tried to kick my captor, but I couldn’t. The chloroform began to take effect and I drifted out of consciousness, Jack’s leash slipping out of my hand.
I woke up about three hours later (I could tell because it was dark) when a bucket of cold water was thrown over me. I will not go into the details, but I was tied up and helpless and that’s all you need to know, I won’t go farther than that.
I personally don’
[The NAME Project] 1-A Land We Call Our Own. Silence utterly crawled along the atmosphere that surrounded the adolescent, messy girl. She sat on her bed as her attention drowsily drew outside, it was a nice cloudy day today and she felt that something "big" was going to happen in her gut or perhaps, some things. The young teen girl was Alexis Garza, and she was a human. Now now, maybe in other realities being a human was nothing special but it certainly was with Alexis, because she was the only human in this land, they called their own. You could even compare her lives ways to the famous cartoon adventurer, Finn from adventure time! But this wasn't scripted or fake, it was real and she wondered like Finn if there happened to be just at least one other human out there, somewhere...anywhere. Or if she was actually who she thought she was, she questioned this because she had recently found out that she was none other than, adopted. Yes, the last thing a child wants to he[The NAME Project] 1-A Land We Call Our Own. by Subject518-LunaRtic
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