Traveling in a formation three AWACS aircraft passed overhead. Flying westerly towards home base. All volunteers. All part of a team. How does a loner fit into a team. He was always alone. Friendly. Not willing to be close. She was an echo in the shell of...
How did those maple leaves get in your bathtub?Meh. I don’t know.Shrug shrug. What would you like to have for dinner?Meh. I dunno.Shrug shrug. Did you enjoy the movie last night?Meh. Sheesh.Eye roll.I thought the movie was rather boring and am thinking o...
The snow was frozen, sparkling in the moonlight.What have I done? How did I lose sight? Did I walk away from the fight that night when you told me not to run? When will our time come? After I begged you to take flight.Broken promisesInside I screamWake me...
I know I have been here before. I could never forget this place where I watched the leaves change to vibrant shades of orange and hues of green. Or maybe the green was in your eyes as I fell asleep and you tended my cries. This tiny home so far from home....
I wonder if everyone feels all alone sometimes.I wonder if I'd done less drugs, would my mind be clearer? Would I have more answers and less questions?I wonder if I've completely accepted my past enough so to leave it behind.I wonder what that tarot card...
Where does the sun goWhen he sneaks away,When the day turns to nightAnd my thoughts fly astrayOn the wings of the whispersThat flit round my head,And the shadows creep upAnd crawl under my bed?What does he see,This bright sun of the mornAs he rides throug...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Face in the shadowsWhere eyes burn black candlesAnd wax in the waterHas armoured the lips,A soul freezes hellWith the loneliness cruel,And the silence is lostWh...
I found some footprints in the snow. Although I didn’t know where they would go, I followed them just the same. The snowstorm in my brain makes me ask once again, am I sane? Will the footprints ever stop and reach a destination? My tormented soul followin...
All aboard the train for runaways, We'll take you somewhere near or far. Now it's time to get away, Guaranteed faster than that stolen car. Jump on board the train for runaways, Escape the world of abuse. We have adventures day by day, Promised not to be...
Necrosing tissue eats away at him. He suffers the pain, the torture, the terror. All in a bid to protect his loved ones. His body be used up, and his mind is worsening. Soon, he will feel nothing. Not even hope. And yet he continues in his vain bid: for n...
sort of a little poem that came to me just now :)I wander this landPack on my backTraveling the land, free I goThe place I end up tomorrowI just don't knowI follow the open roadWander through the foothills, the mountainsThe forest is where I call homeThis...
