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No. Nothing is wrong. Go away. Go away. Please...don't stay. Is it time to get up.Is it that time again. To get up. It's dark inside. Is it time to get up. It's time for me to think. I need to think.I need to let my memories bathe me,and rush over me,and...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Smears of glowering greyRoll smudged across the violet sky,Dusk sinking toTwilight sinking toStar-studded velvetRoiling night.A whispered curse is a wraith in t...

How Can I Choose?

Is making a choice ever easy?

Is it possible to cope simultaneously with the torment of choosing whether I will to stay and accept less than I desire, or the agony of wanting to walk away because I know you'll never be able to give me what I want? Something that means everything to me...

The Fool In The Rain

I followed you...I had to know

Restaurant windows blazing lightOver rain slicked pavement.Warm glow embracing you as you enter.I remain in the limbo of the night,Watching you from across the green.The silent watcher in the parkStaring through the drizzling dark,Concealed in dripping sh...

So much potential I see inside you I wish that you saw you The way that I do You think you’re a bad ass But really you’re not The man that I see You’ve simply forgot You hide in plain sight From the world that you fear And rarely let others Get very near...

I walk along a back path to the bar and a group of large dark birds rise from the woods and circle above me. "I'm not dead yet," I think. Their swirling creeps me out, makes me feel vulnerable and small. Maybe they can feel how bad things are, and know ho...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Hand against the cold glass,Condensation runs like tearsDown the outside of my leaden heart.The past is a thunderOf regrets rolling through my time and space,Wh...

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sadness

love is lost no hope left

Echo calling out Your name  Bouncing off the walls  Of my crumbling heart Deep desolation  Emptiness Despair Beauty in the Breaking dawn only Awakens memories more Darkness hides but brings Comfort not  Deep desolation  Emptiness Despair Echo calling out...

There was a hand in the darkness and it held a knife. The knife had a long black handle of polished black bone, and a blade finer and sharper than any razor. If it sliced you, you might not even know you had been cut, not immediately. The knife had done a...

Dark Knight Lost Soul

As his heart turned to black stone

Dark Knight Lost SoulOnce there was a young knight from the Spanish countryside.On one of his many journeys he did meet an exotic maiden, her hand promised to a great warrior from the isle of mists. He did so plot and coax this exotic maiden with grand st...

Clarity

Coming from despair to hope

I cannot stand, nor walk or flyOnly collide in my barren yardIn stunned moments of claritySoil still clutched in my handsTaste this despair and wormwoodStill bitter on my tongue; I bruise my fleshOn bark, dead roots and cold abuseMy face still stings with...

This story only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.This mist of loneliness wraps its fingers around my throatAnd squeezes me into a vortex of despondency.It prods the dirty heart in meAs the moonlight dapples i...