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I have lived the past five years kept in a room; partially from disease, and partially from a con man that pretended to love me.

As I lay there trapped inside a body that grew sicker by the months, the world he created outside my bedroom wore a facade more

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken & lost: 4 of 135
"Broken and Lost" Because sometimes when the weather is just creeping right, eyes stare without blink inside old mind frights. Sitting silent by your coffin life, as ghosts in your room wonder, will you ever get it right? They let you win at checkers just to keep the room more bright. Time pushes forward as old ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: At one with the universe: 3 of 41
"The Karma Prayer"The air is filled with energy and new hopefor all that believe.Can you hear it shout you're name?It bangs like a rebel drum!Called me loud through the slappingof the palm leaves against my bedroom window.It's not taking "No", this time!Rain pounds the landas it's arguments light up the sky.Thunder is non-neg... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Fear: 3 of 21
"FEAR"Six months ago, I dropped to the bathroom floor doubled over in such pain that only one knows if they have survived being shot in the gut at close range by one of those "weapons of mass destruction" President Bush speaks of too often.This was the second time in one week.Just like the first it came on like a light switch... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Letting go: 34 of 204
"Letting Go" Letting go was so confusing Always wrought by 'his' abusing Til I heard a voice of reason on a hill. You see, I'm just a girl And like a single drop of rain Lands in water, makes a swirl. It's exciting And inviting But eventually in time it goes away. The flashy rings The highs and lows It wear... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Who I am: 98 of 364
"Who I Am"One night I cried from me to you"I just can't take It,all this feeling blue"and I know it's hard for you to understandyou call me sickI call you,"Man!" I try to tell you about lifeand peopleIt throws you curvesuneasy swervesplaces sent,I'm not sure I deserved.My tears flowin'each one releasedall knowin'what it felt ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Intangible: 7 of 21
"Intangible Love"I'd like to say I love youBut I don't - I'd rather dieAnd just those words burn a hole in my throat,When I tryTo choke them outFact is, the negative thoughts you've etched in my soul,Run deep throughout, creating one black holeI'm emptyPainedBlack-veinedOver-blamedForever chained in your daunting game.Remembe... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I do not cry: 62 of 185
"I Do Not Cry"When the moon is highAnd I'm so lowDrowned in thoughts, so pitifulI try to run, but I only slowSending me into turbulent tidesAnd forced somersaultsthrough hazy crimson tear'd ridesBlood so deepClotted and backed up against wallsSo thick, steeponly one's mind could hope to even seepInto the depths of this vast d... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Halloween in 2007: 18 of 52
Psycho Biting Freaks On Halloween Today is Halloween, 2007, and many things come to mind.It's sad to think that it has finally come down to taking our dog Frosty in,to be put asleep.I wish she could be chosen from all the others to be adopted, but I doubt it, as she sports a short sausage shaped body and legs as long as used ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Seeds: 40 of 106
It started as a tiny seed Inside an earth, Which soon would bleed. Bleed it did, More than most The seed it learned From it's unusual host. It learned a lot as time went on Like where it stood, What made it wrong, And why it wouldn't ever be strong In a world where it just didn't belong. The tiny tree ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Disease: 5 of 13
"Disease"I am sick.Not the kind where you roll over out of bed one morning and puke, then it's over.Nor the kind where you lay moaning for two days in a hot/cold sweat until your body naturally rids itself of the sickness you got while drinking purple hooters by the two's, just to keep up with your best girl friend, and then ... More..