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I'm a single parent and a Marine. I live in North Carolina, USA

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lies: 2 of 174
Something happenedSomething didI shouldBut I don't regret itOther people were thereOther people knowOne of them told herThey weren't supposed toMy phone ringsI know it's herI pick it upShe asks me If something happenedI want to protect herAnd myselfSo I lie More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Relationships: 4 of 195
UNNECESSARY GUILT I can't believe you'd think such a thing, I laughed at him, shocked at where his tired mind could go. He thought that maybe I was secretly lusting after his friend; desiring the gaze of deep chocolate instead of icy blue, warming innocence over clearheaded knowledge. I denied it in the moment, but the whee... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My angel: 6 of 167
In my last hourwhen I was searchingfor nothing butthe endI found my selfin dark sad eyesthat shined whenhe smiledLike the very lastbroken hearted angel childfrom an ruinedoverthrown heavenKnowing that there wasnever again to bea place grandlike lostI found in himthe hope i neverheld out beforewe metAnd my surprise ranover dec... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Apologies: 3 of 77
APOLOGYHeart is heavy, face is lightLeaden feet fake merry flightLost a friend, I lost a fewPleading forgiveness from all of you More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a loved one: 29 of 599
JASON'S SONGI look out of my windowInto the star filled nightThe breeze brushes the treesAcross the screenI think of your faceAnd expressive blue eyesThe silence is sacredSince it gives way for my thoughtsI hear you whisper my nameBut can't grasp the hushed tonesThe night steals my happinessReaching with its cold armsI feel a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hate: 11 of 200
Hate her passionatelyThrough my sunny smileTo hide unshed tearsOver one who always belongedIn her precarious possessionThat I stole onceUpon a frivolous fairytaleDeep in some lost forgotten nightAn unshared memoryDespise that she owns himLike I desire toDo I run through his mindConstantly as he does mineWishing to see his smi... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Without you: 14 of 246
oh my sirwe have not spoken for many a long dayand though we had one night onlyi am captured and consumed by youthe heat of your touch, the sweetness of your kissi am desolate amid the beauty of this placewaves upon sand like the beating in your chestair from my lungs, a sigh in the darknessthere is no man since, forgotten th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Change: 15 of 173
This is the song of my soul A discordant mixture Of bravery and cowardice Highs and lows tangled Forming a barely discernible Pitch of melody He, a soft sweet high note Sounding every so often For him I forsake all That has come before What a mess we made The moment lips touched Soft capturing and releasing A laughingly play... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Suicide: 50 of 486
SuicideStanding in the middle of the roomShe screams as loud as she canThe people look up for a brief instantThen return to what they were doingLike she doesn't exist"Look at me!" she commandsWhy don't they acknowledge her?What more can she do?So she takes the pills from the cabinetSwallowing the whole bottleBeginning the end... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Music: 2 of 19
I have had an on and off love affair with my parents' youth all my life. They were the flower children of the Sixties, a generation lost in space, striving to break their boundaries and move on to something that was, if not better, at least something new. I fall asleep at night listening to Janis Joplin or Lynard Skynard and ... More..