To the sea, the rocks I send.

Wow, a whole year since I have written on my own terms ?? I hope I've still got it. (:

Color me red with your blossoming roses; pop me up with pretty, petite pink.

I have a willow tree named 'Faith,' every day he is watered and grows some more.

I am one of that 11% of people afraid of the dark, and that is only due to the fact that I have lived it all my life. | My first shot at posting a short story! It is quite depressing, so maybe not for...

Black tears once caressed my face, until they were swept away by the stroke of your hand.

The flow of the lead is mechanic, the choppy flow of my thoughts are dramatic.

Wow, I haven't posted in a while. But here's a short update on current events, in a way.

A dreamland where people confuse sexuality, nationality, and morality.

It's been seven whole days since we've split, I just need to shut my eyes and relax.

The wondrous child held her dear toy close to her beating heart, She gave the dial a whirl; oh, how lovely the mouse could dart!

I haven't written in a month!!11!1! Jesus, it felt so nice writing again. I hope you like this somewhat simple poem-!

My words coagulate inside my mouth. Foaming to the brim, yet they can't pour out.

a twist ?

Honey, it looks better over the mountain.

Let's fly past our troubles, Jet lag our way away from our struggles.

The Devil seems to be my one and only friend.

The thing I told myself while making this was, "Don't just rant. Rant with flavor."

I haven't been writing in a while; this was a nice breather.

I take a shot at the mirror. Fire away, I say.