She came from a broken home But no one saw that But the four walls that kept it all in For so many years she made it Somehow No one found out until that night They had been fighting The mom and the dad She was so scared she locked her door Then she heard the sound The sound that saved her She walked into their room to find her Laying on the floor With him beside her The help arrived five minutes later Glass was everywhere...
‘Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams’ - Ashley Smith Chapter 1: I’ve given up trying to find any words. At best, I’ve come to the expression to be described as Indescribable. It’s the most accurate definition of those certain feelings I wish to relinquish. If I could only understand how to define and separate my own fe...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Here is my fence, and here's where I sit;There are two sides I see, and I feel like a twit.There is no middle place that is both safe and sound;Rather, both sides pull my legs 'til I fall to the ground.Up here, I can see many points of strong view,And sometimes it's easy to know what to do.But others, it seems like I can't find...
Sound IIIWho the hell am I? Where the hell do I live?In those certificates or On those online accounts or online avatars?W-H-O T-H-E H-E-L-L A-M I-?I'm fighting. And I have any idea what they’re, Could be my ‘Others’- you, society; Traditions, customs; practices and 'That'.I’m a product of social clashes and bindings, I bear the dreams and Unfulfilled ambitions of many!Where is mine?
“Sweet dreams, sweetie.” “Sweet dreams, daddy.” After kissing my daughter good night, I walked to the master bedroom, laid down beside my wife and fell asleep. … I opened my eyes and I saw the flames and then I smelled the scent of blood and smoke. I heard the battle cry and clash of metal. I sat up and looked around. The sky was red and the ground was black, covered with rock and sand. Far away from where I was standing...
