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I Am AloneOne day I woke up and found myself facing a feeling,I Am Alone by Tris96
A feeling that I have become all too familiar with.
I am alone.
The few friends that I had have moved on,
Either they have forgotten me,
Or they truly saw who I really was and ran.
I am alone.
I know this feeling.
I have grown used to it.
With only my own thoughts for company.
And yet one day,
I will meet someone else.
We’ll be friends,
Or maybe something more.
I will keep my shield up,
Expecting the pain.
The pain of being left behind.
The pain of being forgotten.
The pain of being unloved.
I will try to lower that shield.
Try to trust.
Because I hope.
I hope that one day I won’t be alone.
My MommyMy mommy is the prettiest lady I ever seenMy Mommy by SuperComicNerd
she has brown hair, blue eyes and a smile
My mommy wears her favorite colors
and she lets me wear the pinkest dresses
I did her makeup once and we were models for a day
she tells me bedtime stories about the lady who losses her slipper
or the girl who falls in love with a frog
When I see mommy on the weekends
she gives me the biggest hugs and yucky kisses
mommy asks me about my week
but I thought she already knows
because I heard mommy's are always around
Sometimes when she's not with me
I can hear her in the other room crying
telling herself why did it happened to her
when I ask daddy, he says she was ill when I was a baby
and couldn't take care of me
One time I asked him if he loved mommy like I do
daddy said yes but he wouldn't give the biggest hugs
like she does
My mommy is the best mommy in the world
I will ask daddy for a mothers day present
for chocolates, but not the dark ones
they're not nice
like the people wh
Red String Of FateRed string of fate,Red String Of Fate by BrokenAisling
Red as blood,
Who am I tied to?
Does this string lead to you?
You tie my future
To my fated one
You wrote my past
Red string of fate.
Together we are complete
Without you my tears fall
Red as blood.
What is my destiny?
Where does it lead?
Who is my fated one?
Who am I tied to?
I think this is love I feel for you
But this string is so tangled
And the world is so painful
Does this string lead to you?
I Love You..I try and I tryI Love You.. by BrokenAisling
to write something for you
to describe my love for you
but every time I try
words fail me
For the first time
I can't express my emotions
with a poem
as I always do.
the words 'I love you'
can't express how I truly feel for you
but for now
they're the closest thing I have.
The Beginning of a MomentThere are times when life passes by slowly. A minute feels like an hour. An hour a day. A day a week…and so on. And then there are times when it’s too fast. As though you blinked and everything just faded away. Maybe if you had kept your eyes open, the moment would’ve lasted longer. Even if tears had streamed down your cheeks. At least that moment would last a second longer.The Beginning of a Moment by Tris96
My moment started one week after senior graduation. I was sitting in the kitchen slash pantry slash break room just behind a doorway. There was a soft hum coming from the fridge that my back was against. The florescent lights above clicked at random. I could hear the brewing of coffee, the chatter amongst employees and customers just a few feet away. Hiding out here wasn’t a complete escape, but anything was better than nothing. My phone buzzed on my lap. It was an alert to send an update to my mom. Which meant that my
The GirlThe high school was dark and silent. The only sign that there was anyone there was the Kawasaki motorcycle parked by the steps. Jared pulled his car up behind the motorcycle and got out. He slowly walked up to the door. He pulled against the handle to see if it was unlocked. The door swung towards him, the hinges creaking loudly. It was like some cheesy horror movie. And like the idiot lead in one of those movies, Jared walked in.The Girl by Tris96
The emergency lights were on overhead, illuminating less than thirty percent of the hallway. Jared’s boots echoed with each step, the door closing with a creak behind him. He could hear his own breath. Jared paused, looking around. He didn’t see anyone. It suddenly felt like this was a setup. He reached behind him, for the gun tucked in his belt. But before his hand could wrap around the handle, there was someone next to him. Before he could even really process it, the perso
The Quiet RageThe sun bore down from above. Burning through clothing straight to my skin and bones. The exposed skin of my neck prickled uncomfortably from the heat and sweat beaded against my hairline. The palm of my hand was past being damp to being downright drenched, causing the paint handgun in my hand to be slippery. I squeezed my fingers tighter so that my knuckles were white.The Quiet Rage by Tris96
We stood in the middle of a cleared desert. Me and my team that I had been sorted into. Including me, there was seven of us. The leader was my high school boyfriend, Yako Okamoto. Despite the fact that I shared his bed, I was all the way in the back next to Michael, the lowest on the totem pole. Alex, a young boy who was still in high school, stood at Yako’s side as his second in command.
Facing opposite of us was the other team that we were tied with. And coincidentally was led by the other two, older Okamoto
The Weight of a Four Letter WordHer heart was pounding. Fear trickled down her spine and cramped in her belly. Her skin was hot, yet she was shivering. It was hard to breathe. She wanted to run. She wanted to stay. She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to smile. She didn’t know what to do. She was afraid, yet oh, so happy.The Weight of a Four Letter Word by Tris96
She just might…
Just could be…
A small chance that…
She was falling…
Falling in love.
A shiver. A cramp. A flush. She was so utterly terrified of this weird feeling inside of her. Yet she couldn’t ignore the elation. It was two such contrasting emotions that it felt as though her insides were currently experiencing World War III. Her hands balled into fists at her sides and she closed her eyes. Then suddenly, her knees gave
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