Hello everyone,
I'm a young female African-American, and I have been writing poetry and short stories since the age of 8, and since then I haven't stopped. I have a trunk full of notebooks writings, and in there somewhere in there my first diary lives.
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I'm up at 2:24am with pen and pad in hand, A grin appears on my face and it won't go away. How peaceful it is to sit with no radio, Computer or television to drown out my thoughts, And rearrange my fantasies. Everyone is sleep now and there isn't anyone to disturb me and my writing. During my chaotic days I crave a simple 5 ... More..
I never know how it all starts, but I always remember how they end and the feelings that I fee at that exact moment, but first let me start of at the very moment when it seems that I've just woke up in dreamland, only this is not a sweet dream. It can be dark or light out, the scene nor the time of the day are important, but... More..
In choosing a meaningful tattoo I would first think of all of the people and things that mean something to me, something or someone that i have know or had for along time. I would say to someone about to get there first tattoo that they should think about before they commit their body to the process of even getting a tattoo.... More..
My father....... Well I really do not know who he is or what he has done with his life so far, my mother left the abusive relationship when I was 3 years old. I have no memories of my father, and if it wasn't for the old pictures that my mother accidentally held on to I wouldn't even have a picture of him in my head. From wh... More..
remember me for the strength of my heart and morals, And for all that I endured in the name of love. Remember my quiet voice, my smile, and laughter, If not for my family and friends and the time that we've spent, I would have no words for this voice of mine, No smile for this face a when I wanted to cry, No laughter in my l... More..
When I see this question in front of me I think to myself why not? We do all have freedom of speech, or is that just becoming a figment of our imagination? I think the meaning of the protesters standing outside of the recruiters office is to somehow warn the potential soldiers of what they getting into. Listening to someone ... More..
When I think about the people in my life now, I think that I am a lucky person to have the chance to have these kind heart folks around me. But I also think about those from my past that didn't make it to now. I only wonder why because I want to know where and when things went wrong. The people in my life now I would give my... More..
T.Tillman
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