

Eternal StandAnd so I'm sitting here, wondering. I always find myself sitting and wondering. Right now I'm wondering about her. Every morning, she gives me this look. Like everything that just happened actually didn't, and like now she's who she was before.Eternal Stand
Who is she afterwards? I'm sure that, for one brief moment, she's different. And then whatever candle has lit within her goes out just as quickly. Where does that flame go? I think it's still there, burning somewhere deep inside. It can't disappear forever. Nothing like that can, can it?
She'll be here soon. We're going to dinner and then we're gonna come back to t


CavernThe first time I saw Bill was during an actors' retreat in Oregon. Of course, I was never really much of an actor; I went mostly to get closer to Paula. I succeeded in that particular mission, but that's beside the point.Cavern
Bill's enthusiasm for acting was matched only by his complete lack of enthusiasm for anything else. I jokingly told Paula once that I was sure Bill would kill himself one day. He spent his evenings lying on his bunk (he always chose the bottom) staring at the bed above him. Passing by his door I occasionally heard a sigh that sent shivers down my spine. When he did come out of his room he ambled slowly to


Revelation"You can see what sort of predicament I'm in," the detective sighed. "Twenty-four, female, tall with black hair, literary. Sure sounds like you, doesn't it?"Revelation
"Yes," the suspect huffed. "But your theory has one glaring problem."
"And what's that then?"
The suspect looked up from the table.
"Well, dad, I was at the lesbian bar last night."


AutumnEverything's dying around me, so many things giving in to strife I can't imagine how many times I had hope in which my dreams lied But now I watch as my dreams fall around me, dying and decaying tonight I can't believe how much it hurts to watch as all my hopes and dreams dieAutumn
Inside, I feel it now, deeper than ever
Locked inside this prison, I watch as my hopes drown I can't believe how much it hurts to watch as my hopes die away Now I'm locked in this autumn, and I wait for the day When I'll be free
Their color drains away, they become withered and torn Brittle
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