I am an amateur. I've been writing for fun since 5th grade, but I've been writing as a way of expression and life since my junior year of high school.
I am working on my 7th life journal now. I wrote for my college newspaper, but since taking a semester off,
+ more bio informationI'm sitting on my porch steps with the urge to cry-waiting for the phone to ring, ready to die.The stomach tosses and turns more than I'd likebecause I feel for her problems, his problemsand now I feel mine.He tells me that he misses me and he can't wait till break.He's ready to feel me in his arms, but I'm ready to shake.To ... More..
[man]Flowerchild, HoneybeeI'll pour out my love and you will seethat nightmares don't have to be scary,that dreams don't have to be unreal.[woman]I double-dare you to be part of meand see and feel my entirety.Undress, caress and discover me-Protect, disect and cringe at what you find.[man]You're not as shamed as you feel.An i... More..
You've got such a pretty face,but not good enough for this world.You can try to run from this place,but you falland you look stupid.You've never been the graceful kind.You can't do much of anything.You're way beautiful in soul and mindand you know,you take it for granted.We've all questioned you beforeon whom you are and want... More..
You Can Make "Calm" From "Calamity"It's a high-definition damn shameFor me to sit here and squealOut all the reasons I can't be equippedFor this prized position.Instead, I'm your obsession.Weak and defenseless, I hate to admitThat I'm the only reason for my disgustingBehavior. The only reason for my disgustIs because of what ... More..
I look in the mirror and finally seewhat's been coming over me.A new kind of fear with the sweetest taste;A new kind of love with the sweetest face-A brand new being bubbling inside me;The kind of peace I've had in my dreams.I never knew I could be so muchto just one person and with one single touchlet him feel what I've want... More..
Beautiful, precious wonderbe strong and grow-this was possibly a thorn in your sidethat felt like a rose in your hands.The difference in lovers are the make and break:It was made, it was working, and it broke in a slip.There's no such thing as fault in this wreck:"an accident" as they say.There's always tomorrow- don't worry ... More..
When you play it's always sunshine or sunset;never dark and never blank.You can weed out my worrieswith the wonder that takes hold.Each chord, each note-such detail in its own.I can stare at you in outstanding aweor I cannot look at you at allbut boy, you'll never know what I feeland I believe you never will.When the music br... More..
The week before Valentine's Day, I was told by three different guys that they wanted to marry me. That pretty much sucked all desire to get married from my mind. About ten days later, I started dating my current boyfriend.Here it is, nearly four months later and maybe it's my mood, but I've been thinking about this whole marr... More..
she plays the same old track deep inside her head.she holds a funeral for pieces of her are dead.her heart, it breaks again and she lets out a cry.one single note,words she wrote-hang in the air.goodbye world.hello love.i've missed you.but oh, you're gone again...there you go.bittersweet goodbye.her hands tighten as the song ... More..
this isn't a promise i'm handing youi've recently learned to not make any of those.but i hope you'll see the part of methat's going to get better and grow.i'm not running away from anythingi'm steering clear of a soon-to-be messbut i'll confess, i've heaped you on that pile.i'm sorry; this hurt will take awhile.but life's not... More..
Sophi De Rossett
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