About starchild


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Dragon Tears, by Dean Koontz, The Stand, by Stephen King, Of Mice and Men, by John Steinbeck, Songs From This Earth on Turtle's Back, Contemporary American Indian poetry by various Native American poets


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I know that no matter what I write or even what I Have experienced, those experiences made me stronger. Strength is not what you ask for; it's what you become. The lens in which you can see yourself can get distorted.   Strong is what you become when you struggle long enough, When the tears become permanent grooves in your cheeks. When you're alone, and no one can erase your past...

Added 18 Oct 2017 | Category Poetry | Views 104 | 2 Comments

I Have a Story

I have a story that's taken a lifetime until now to tell. It's a very difficult story, and I've done my best to hide it as long as before I can even remember.   I can't remember when I was very little; I'm not sure at what age that I can remember what. Growing up, my life was a blur and yet time stood still. And when it stood still, it felt like it went on and on forever.   I'm sure that...

Added 03 Oct 2017 | Category Memoirs | Views 201 | 2 Comments

One Life

One life hangs in the balance as everyone was too busy. Too busy to listen, to read between the lines. Intersecting lives, but a little too late. Suicide is the only answer for some.   One minute here and then gone the next, for eternity. What do you know about suicide? Has it happened to someone you know? Did you ignore them as they suffered in silence?   Everyone is so busy;...

Added 02 Oct 2017 | Category Musings | Views 159 | 1 Comment


That's okay motherfucker, I ain't got no feelings anymore, I'm just a psycho killer without any remorse. You turned me into a obscene monster, I didn't feel anything as I killed you in clear view.   I became more vicious than you are, as I grin to myself,  wider than the Chesire cat.  I learnt all of my lessons from you, as I whistle and sharpen my knife collection.  I'm just...

Added 01 Oct 2017 | Category Poetry | Views 159 | 2 Comments


You got a bullet for each knee and one in the finger as Silent trajectory travelled at the speed of sound. I looked at you and cocked my gun as My nostrils flared with my pounding heart.    I had a loaded clip, you were warned watch it. You were in my sight and I was the Terminator.  I shot and killed you for all the bad Things you did, filthy fucker.    My hand never wavered on...

Added 28 Sep 2017 | Category Poetry | Views 204 | 3 Comments

Yo Stupid

I just want to write about how uninformed people are.   I'm going to use a bunch of swear words to get my point across.   Yo, motherfucker. Stupid fuck, you there.   This is what it's like to be abused:   Imaginary gun to your head at all times, reminding you what a total piece of shit you are, and that yes, you did deserve it.   Unexplainable body aches and pains, sometimes...

Added 23 Sep 2017 | Category Musings | Views 173 | 3 Comments

To Know

To know that for me to remember and to fully commit, I must be that age and feel everything as it was. It feels like a death sentence to me. Certain thoughts or pictures scared me fully.   I just don't think I can ever relive the things that I can recall. I know that sex in some form had hurt me when I was younger. I shudder and look out the window. It's peaceful and quiet.   ...

Added 21 Sep 2017 | Category Musings | Views 126 | 1 Comment


Every time I swallow my drink too fast, usually water, I am reminded of my near drowning. I hate thinking about it, for I don't wish to remember that time period or anything else associated with that. I fear it may drive me to madness.   I'd feel completely suffocated, unable to unentangle myself and take my emotional health to safety. I don't have any tools yet for when I cross that path.  ...

Added 14 Sep 2017 | Category Musings | Views 119 | 1 Comment

I Know

I know why the night sings to me, And why the woods are my home. I know why the whip-or-will sings to only me, So I can dry my tears on my pillow more easily.   I know why I can't sleep anymore, But it took a lifetime until now to understand. My light stays on when I sleep, For I cannot fathom the darkness.   Angels watch over me, keeping me safe from harm. I needn't look over...

Added 04 Sep 2017 | Category Musings | Views 174 | 1 Comment


Have you ever gotten so high that you touched the sky, Perhaps drunken with no recollection? Did you ever wish sometimes that you Could redo what life did to you?   Have you ever been so vulnerable that you retreated To your younger self, like you're under a spell? Do you wish to be with someone, who'd keep You safely, loving you by your side.   Or wouldn't it be nice to travel...

Added 26 Aug 2017 | Category Musings | Views 182 | 2 Comments

Stories Coauthored By starchild

Silent Nightmare part 1

"Benjamin! Dude, how is work going?" Josh Andersen asked as he sat down by Benjamin. Ben hadn't been at the local bar for very long, when his long time friend showed up. He wasn't surprised that he ran into him. Josh talked about a girl that worked there. Ben knew that he would be coming by just to see her. Then Josh would get pissed off when she left with some other guy. "Hard but good,"...

Added 12 Oct 2014 | Category Mystery | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 797 | 3 Comments

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