He stopped feeling- stopped feeling anything at all. It just happened one day. Everything became so routine that he couldn’t handle it any more. He had to break the cycle, or so he said. I knew what was going to happen but there was nothing I could do except wait. I could tell by his… Continue reading Stopped
Tag: writting
Poems
I know a few of these poems I have already posted but I decided to put my whole collection of poems together since I refuse to watch TV anymore and refusing to read the papers with the war going on in Iraq so why not share my writting and keep my mind off of things… Continue reading Poems
i just need to vent
well, i cant seem to actually open up to anyone, i try, i just cant. i love my friends and i really want them to know me, but the sad truth is they dont. in fact it seems like no one knows me.