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I'm an eighteen year old student, who one day wants to get the books that I'm currently writing published. There's not a day that goes by that I don't write something, whether it be poetry about the dismal state of my love life, an essay for randomness, chapters

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Just give me time: 1 of 16

Can I just have a moment? The clock will stop its annoying chime; Sunshine will stream down and the rain just stop; Breeze rustle the leaves around; Just stop and listen to nothing; Close eyes and replay times gone by. * Bright red gushes make the whiteness yield, Stabbing through normality, Destruction of the plans beginnin...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Waiting: 16 of 185

I'm here waiting for you It is the first thing I think of in the morning, The last before I go to bed, Every time the phone rings, Any time I don't recognise the handwriting, Whenever unfamiliar numbers text. Staring at the one picture I have, I try to make it come alive, You are so much more to me than what a photo could en...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Avoidance: 1 of 7

Telling people the only way I can I promised myself that I wouldn't fall, A little bit of fun just for awhile, Then you came and said all the right things, Made me feel all the right ways. Now, I'm sitting wishing, Wishing that someone would rip my heart out, It hurts too much to have it in my chest; Yearning for you when yo...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Loneliness: 127 of 541

Echoing against the walls the laughter knells, Amongst a crowd still alone, Everything that matters is so far away, Their smiles feel like poison. Stare at the pictures of perfection, A lump lodges in the throat, Tears prickle in the eyes, Memories of what was left behind. The anticipation falls short of expectation, Count d...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Falling in love: 137 of 576

I guess you could say I fought, With every single muscle in my body, Shutting the doors and windows, Hiding behind a determined stance. I never considered you'd seep in, Through every single crack into my soul, Until I've forgotten that this; This thing that's happening, can't happen to me. Still, a slow lazy smile rests on ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Listening: 17 of 47

More Than Words Cocking my ear to the side, I pretend to listen to your words, But my eyes tell a different story, They are absorbing everything about you. Your deep soulful brown eyes, The perfectness of your lips, It feels like I've always known you, Because I've always listened to more than your words. As I sit before you...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Death of a child: 14 of 38

Carrying on Harry slammed the door, knowing that once again he should have got out of bed earlier but what was the point? There was no point any more. He licked his lips as the butter on his burnt toast dribbled down his chin and dripped onto his shirt. Another grease stain. How the hell do I get grease out of a shirt? He di...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Am I crazy?: 18 of 47

Conflict of interest The words swarm a constant threat, Too many deadlines to be met, Yet still you invade my mind, I've come to see you're one of a kind. Revision takes too much time, And I'd rather suck a lime, Or rather talk to you all night, Perhaps my mock results will give me a fright?! Staring at the computer screen, ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a hero: 26 of 35

When I first read those words, My naive cloud of admiration vaporised, You had been superhuman to my eyes, Suddenly I'd been left in the ruins. The ash surrounded me, Like a cloud I felt the rain, As it cascaded down in torrents, I needed the life jacket that was you. All at once I realised that your words would never again ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Letters: 47 of 59

This is just one more letter, Where I might try to tell you, That you deserve much more credit, Than my words could ever encompass, But alas I shall try, Because you never stopped trying for me, Even when others had given up. To Lucy, You are my inspiration because: Lucy, you crashed into my life; Unique in your way of conne...