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I’ll try to smoke my blues away fill my lungs with clouds, because you never did rain. If nothing else comes into play I’ll chase the waves, and guide the grey. Because all I’ve ever come to know has broken … Continued
These feelings are overwhelming me. It’s causing the tears to edge, yet I will not let them spill. I need to get away, I need to rewind the times, I need to cut the ties that lead to all of … Continued
Trees. Green again. But it’s 11:26 so you can’t see them. So listen. The wind, lending a branch it’s voice, it’s a small one. Hoarse. So listen. Strain beyond the street that’s near, streams of cars, gone again before they … Continued
Sadness is weakness so they say, tear’s will stain nice clothes day by day, but all who fear sadness power, will in themselves be a coward, By Alice Crown, 16, Fort Hamilton High, USA
“GAH! I just want to write something,” i look at my best friend’s face pleadingly, “will you help me? pleeeaaase??” he looks back, completely unamused at my grumbling and annoying attitude. i don’t blame him. “how can i help you … Continued
The day was mild. It was near winter, and the last of the leaves were hanging on dearly to their branches. It had lightly snowed the night prior, as the ground was damp. The sun preferred to stay hidden behind … Continued
When I get the urge to create something, whether it be a drawing, or a piece of writing, maybe even a home cooked meal, i always get ridiculously fired up. for whatever reason, this energy comes from an idea i … Continued
If I could make a world, and it would totally be my own, I would make forests for my fire and forests left alone. The sky would still be blue, ‘cause the smoke couldn’t reach it. I would control my … Continued