The Boy had woken up and found himself stuck in the sky. He did not know why he was there, but he hoped that what he had lost was waiting for him beyond the greyness.
An attempt to write a very short story - flash fiction - with a twist
The end is coming, folks, just a few more chapters to go.
You often have to leave things unfinished.....
I have become what i hate. Sad to say I saw this coming from miles away. A years old short poem slightly inspired by the song bleach by $uicideboy$
An unedited poem/passage i wrote when I was 16. Do rock bottoms really exist?
A reality hitting poem/passage I wrote a few years back that honestly still hurts to read to this day. pain and misery tend to be something that sticks with you wherever you go