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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.
A Second ChanceA Second Chance by SuperComicNerd
Ingrid Johnson was a strange character, she never wore what the popular kids believed which trend was in, nor clothes that were black with skulls and ripped from top to bottom. Not Ingrid, she was one of those quiet girls who sat in the back of the classroom, a simple life, with parents and a spoiled little brother for a sibling, this was her quiet life and she enjoyed it. It was not till the day when the two most popular girls in her class decided to sit near the back, Lisa and Sarah, they were fairly pretty with the mounts of makeup they on, both blonde it was hard to tell who was who, but they were at least nice to your face. Ingrid tried everything to focus on what the teacher was saying but the gossiping from the two in front of her were getting more and more louder, she didn't understand why the teacher couldn't hear their high pitched giggles and didn't dare to confront them with their loudness, so she sat there watching the clock waiting for the thirty minute class to finish. T
Time Changes It’s been three years since Melissa death. Isis was sitting at the end of the pier with a half empty beer bottle in her left hand. She was looking into the moon that was setting into the ocean. The ocean breeze hits her hair as all she could think about is what could have been. If she would have just come home earlier she would have been alive and things would have been better. Melissa wouldn’t have died and things would have been better. She keeps thinking this as she takes another drink of her beer. She then looks down to see her “friend” climb up the pier like a monkey does up a tree.Time Changes by homeboy8221
Isis: What the hell are you doing?
Charge: I’m a spider monkey
Isis sighed as she was annoyed has he climbs up the pier.
Charge: So why so glum chum?
Isis: Do you know what day it is?
Charge: I hope it is pizza day at the shack.
Charge: Comic book day?
Isis: Hell no.
Charge: Then what?
Isis: It’s been ten years since my sister died.
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
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