I Write Short Stories and Poems

I want to be the girl
he gives his hoodies to wear
and cuddles up to
when it's cold.
I want to be the girl 
he comes up behind 
and wraps his arms around, while
whispering in her ear, "You're Beautiful".
I want to be the girl
he...

I miss you soo much
I miss your loving touch
 
I miss the way you look at me
I miss the way you make me see
   that all the world can disappear
   as long as you are with me here
 
Seeing your smile...

Wake me up when the evening's gone, the world has risen and the Sun has shone.

Aries sits on the chair, head in handsTortured thoughts through his mind ranFeelings of madness and despairThe wanting to tear out his hairHe sits staring at the floorNo one arriving at his doorAlone it the stark roomHis thoughts create...

its beautiful, sun up and shining; bright and puts aglow to all..
stars to be seen in the clear dark night.. twinkles as you wish upon a shooting star..
all is calm and peaceful.. te bird whistle a lullaby, the breeze make music...

Everything is for sale! 

Going out of business!

I hung the sign, hand painted, just so, in the dusty window for passersby to see.

I carefully disguised myself as a package and set myself on the shelf, an...

Poor little squirrely;

I hit you with my car.

I did not mean to do it;

It was an accident by far.

I did not want to smash your tail,

Or squish your brains to mush.

You can’t imagine how bad I feel,

at having hurt you such...

Every day is like hell without you
The sun does not brighten up my day when we're apart
The moon does not give me light when I'm alone at night
Even the stars are not sparkling tonight
I don't know why all the things became strange...

You remind me of the Northern Lights...
Graceful when they move,
Elegant and beautiful
Wear the same colors...
Turquoise, greens, purples, reds and blues,
I don't get to see them as much as I'd like
But when I do see them I consider...

I suffer from paranoia of an everyday and useful part of society. I am frightened to within an inch of my life, and I dread the mornings when I have to utilize this service. The bus. Let me tell you what scares me when I use the bus to...

There are people in my hallway, hallway.
People there for me.
There are people in my hallway, who follow, follow me.

There are people in the yards, people at the store.
There are people through my windows. Sometimes, people at my door...

tears that wont fall, pain that never ends, the blade of the knife beckons to me, i think of the end, will it be n escape from this pain r a doorway to more, i scream out in rage i feel the cold warmth of the knifes blade, will i no...

I've been dabbling here and there when it comes to poetry, prose, and my philosophical views. Unfortunately for me, it takes time, so I don't always write. It may take anywhere from an hour to a few months before I can come up with a...

I have never been able to tell anyone that, I am constantly crying inside and feeling lost.I have never been able to utter a word of how i feel when I look to the future and I see nothing .Or that this world feels so off to me. No one...

Connie Irene and Bonnie Jean are sisters, in that -
They are identical twins, in fact.

They are great tale weavers.
So much so, you became believers.

Switching names
Are one of their games.

They think its amusing,
But it's very...

In the outback/bush of Australia, the rumours of Chainsaw Jack, a gruesome serial killer were on the rise. One night, after a dinner, Matthew and his girlfriend Clara were driving home. Matthew had to drive about 50 kms to get to Clara...

a yearning, a need
as desire consumes me
my body seizes to heed
to the rules; no boundaries
 
the passion burning
like a blazing fire
hungry and consuming
relentless desire
 
a charging sensation
runs through my...

I don't want a man  who calls me "Baby"...I don't want a man   who calls me "Babe"...I don't want a man   who calls me "Sweetheart"...And I don't want a man who call's me "Love".Unless.....I am the ONLY one he says that to.