The journey truthward is undertaken along a tortuous path connected along the way to the many avenues of ideology.One must be fervent to maintain the path you set out on against the arresting appeals of false understanding which beg at all sides for your ...
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Anonymous
The only one who truly shares my entire life with…
The people we meet in our lives. They come, they go. Some stay for awhile...The conversations between a professor and a student in and evening class some time ago...The professor said to the students, “Let's play a game. Who'll be the volunteer for it?”Someone came forward, her name was Galaxy.The professor said, “Please list th...
Tell me truthfully how it came about,Explain to me where things went so astray,That joyful certainty should turn to doubt,Those bright flowers of love stained by decay.My aching heart is full of unnamed fears,Dreading to hear the unforgiving truth,Assure...
Anonymous
Picture Perfect
A picture tells a thousand words, but can hide the darkest truths.A picture perfect moment and such a lovely gown of pure white, glamorously gliding over the floor as she spun around. Twirling into strong arms, surrounded by a sea of faces, all of which smiled. Genuine happy faces that looked on, joyful expressions that...
The Castle Part 7
The true storyThe Baroness led her ancient Grandmother into her spacious marble bathroom where she drew her a bath. She took the gown the Queen had worn and carefully folded it before placing it in up in a large plastic bag. She would find a master tailor to see if it...
If I should find space in your memoryonce the seconds have drained from my timeI pray I'm remembered just as I wasI hope I'm not placed too highNot keen on leaving a saintly reputeeven saints have sinned in their heartsDon't think the bad or the good of m...
White Doubt
Brain dribblingsI know that you have said that everyone lies and that everyone tells little white lies, and I guess I am the same. My name. I’ve told you. That is true. I am who I say I am. I am yours as you’ve asked me to be. But I sit here, thinking of the little white...
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You're a chameleon changing your spots Saying the words, you think should be heardPleasing every one and no one, your heart rots That's fine, of course, whatever, how absurd Taking on hues and tones of those around you Blending, never calling attention yo...
Anonymous
For Once
Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you ~Christina PerriJust once I would like,To hear someone say,That I am not evil,So we don't have to playThis game today.I so wish that for onceSomeone would noticeMy small smile.See the severe drop in mood,Where I was so happy.Now I just stare at the floor.I want my mind f...
The past always returnsA cycle unbrokenAnd repeating patternsLeaving behind the burnsLoves, friends and familyPeople I cannot hateDecide I'm unworthyLike some flaw within meOne too many failuresThe mistakes piling onA question that fracturesThere are no m...
Anonymous
The many lives of Casey L. Miller (Finale)
Case 5: The reuniterPersonal note to the readers, this story is not for the weak of heart to read for the content of this story. By choosing to read it, you agree that you are over eighteen and mature enough to handle the content of this story, thank you. 4:00am Anthony smir...
Justice is the lifeblood of society.It runs and fightsAnd bleeds through my veins.Justice is the highest calling of good men.A man who cares not for justice is not a man but a beast.I am also for truth.I distrust the justice of this worldI'm skeptical of...
Quandary of Life
It is your journey, follow your own rainbows.Quandary in definition: A state of uncertainty or perplexity. I have lived most of my life locked within a state of quandary. Trying to find out who I am, knowing the feelings I feel are real, but not knowing how to explain them to societies satisfaction....