- Last seen on Jul 7 11:08 AM 2007. Member since March 25, 2006.
- I have 3 comments
My Stories
1 - 4 of 5
Show all
-
He sat in his room, another night of old music and quite relaxation. He needed this time from his work, although he loves it, it has become almost unbearably stressful. &
-
The night was growing old as Sam sat at the edge of his bed. The floor was cold and his feet were beginning to hurt from the cold but, the cold did not seem to trouble him, no800 words, 1 comment, October 30, 2005. In <200 lines, Fiction
-
I sit on in this chair awaiting death, punishment for crimes I have committed. It has been so many years ago that I was manhandled in to a dark, dank cell. So many things have
-
In my time I have seen many things but this is one of the stranger ones. It all began while walking in the park on a rather unpleasant day, the clouds covered so well it seemed
My other items
1 - 3 of 14
Show all
- Shine On you Crazy Diamond (my way) at allpoetry
Fearing for those who are young And those lost in an eclipse of the sun - Life is the End at allpoetry
To wake up in the morning Already feeling really bad - Drinking at allpoetry
To be, the only way to a free ride / Drunk, gone in the head, the only way / To deal with shit, and make a new / We all drink, drink one or two / Now here they say we are wrong / But I say fuck them / My life
