All I wish for, is so close

Behind closed eyelids I have everything I could imagine

But it’s not quite right

Because even in my dreams

Can I have everything I want

Without giving up things I need...

I survived!

How surprising

Here I was thinking it was over

When it was actually just another day

Another way to pay

Bustling from one place to the next

Not a moment to breathe

Information force-fed down my throat

Voice spent until I could no longer croak a note

I made it through another day!

Twisting, whirling, bruised and broken

But alive!

I was attacked on all sides

Surrounded so there was n...

How can I write now?

You tell me that’s too vivid

This scene is too morbid

These characters are too dark

“_You’re a fantasy writer, your characters don’t have to be THAT realistic_”

But they do

My goal in writing is to touch a readers heart

And a perfect life isnt going to do that

We need characters who are just as broken as us

We need stories that are just as tired as ours

So I write the stor...

Fourteen is a weird, in between age. You’re not a young teen with no responsibility, or a young adult whose life is catching up quickly. You could be in high school or middle school, but either way you’re not quite in either.

When I was fourteen, I had two friends. One was fifteen, the other was thirteen. They both had guys that they were talking to, and they would talk to me about them. Without...

It’s ok, really

It wasn’t a big deal anyway

I’ll just move on

You did, can’t be that hard

At least I know what it could have been like

Now I can lie awake and dream

I can imagine ways it could have ended

There are so many possibilities

Like,

Maybe you fell for me; too

Maybe you looked back

Maybe I was enough for you

Think how this might have been different

And now I’ll always have that hopeful ...

One is beautiful like the Dawn

She is the stillness that comes before the sun

When the world isn’t quite awake

Ready for the day ahead

But still half in the world of dreams and fantasy

She is a quiet excitement

Another is bright as a Sunrise

She is full of bubbly energy for the morning

A cheerful blue bird singing to greet the sun

Grateful for all she has

But always ready to chase after a drea...

_Dear Diary,_

_I saw him again today, perfect and yet untouchable. I think he might have noticed me, but I still haven’t talked to him yet. I keep trying to move on, but emotions run away leaving logic far behind. I wonder if he even remembers me. Im probably just delusional. But you never know; right?_

**Hey Journal,**

**That one girl was staring at me again. I never seem to remember her name. I...

I hate the way you walk like you own everything

The way you act like you’re the only thing that matters

The way you look around like you think you’re cool

The way you push people around because you can

The way you act like you’re an idiot even though I know you’re smart

The way you’re mean to your friends because you don’t know how to show you care

The way you make fun of others to make yo...

I had decided to focus, to stop galavanting around and become more serious in my studies. I stopped drinking, and got rid of all of the distractions that had been taking priority in my life. My grades were suddenly perfect and I was excelling in all of my classes. I thought I could get through the rest of this year without a single b! Little did I know my heart had different plans. My silly, roman...

A man is lead to his death

He lets not a word slip

He watches as the people he loves

Scream for his death

Silently his gaze passes over them all

Some angry, some mocking, and a few who know what is being lost

He is whipped; the flesh torn from his back

Muscles are ripped apart as he is painted in blood

Weakened and unsteady he is forced to carry the instrument of his death

Heavy wood p...