Lately, I find myself staring.A whole world and all I do is stare.But I’m not staring anywhere,not even into space.It’s all blank,I have no inclination,no inspiration.Even this poem is taking too long.I fear that I’ll stop writing,I fear I’ll go insane when that happens,I fear a lotWell... Not really.At the moment I feel unfeeling,but not in a bad way.I’m writing this to say:Andrew, get over yourself!You’re not going to s...

We mortals created from dirt and bone Free thought and will given From the first day we looked to the stars Foolish we made groups Telling others you are different Colour Size Location Language Around the fires fear curled to the Gods Brick by brick the walls build All four corners of our small world Amerika Asien Europa Russland AfrikaWalls build Foolish we mortals are Looking to the stars From behind our walls.

A frantic mind can hurt the calmest heart. Rancid thoughts will tear you apart. True or not, nothing is what it seems. Nothing makes sense in your insane dreams. Guilt and doubt fill every cranny and nook. A missed call, a forgotten text is all it took. What was love a few hours ago, Now causes you to question all that you know. Your wandering mind has you replaced by others. Another, than another, until you feel smothere...

Chapter 47 A Rescue or a Trap? A destroyer flies out of the sky, and sees us before we can hide. A ball of fire is already above us, advancing quickly. All I think about is that I can’t take a direct hit by that thing, whether I’m equipped by an energy-absorbing parasite, or not… Last time it hit me I was at least inside of a ship. But there is no time to ponder this. I push Zumi to the ground and fall on him, ordering my...

You know I have my demons, You've seen them first hand, You've borne the brunt Of their attacks. You hold me as I tremble, Helping me fight them off Sharing your strength with me Trying to hold them at bay. Sometimes they sleep, But never deeply And never, ever Long enough. They awaken, snarling and snapping At the sound of the slightest whisper By you, the man who loves me The darkness descends. Bravely, you defend me Ta...

I am the stranger in my house This wretched run-down shack This hovel with pests and peeling paint and dirt floors from front to backShards of glass from long broken windows Litter the furniture and floors But I never bother to sweep them up Cause it’s not my house anymoreDried blood stains the ceiling and corners There’s no love or light in this place The cold and dark have befriended me now In the thick is where I feel...

Walking along the beach Feeling the tears welling in my eyes, I think how good we are together And wondering what will happen now. See today you, brought your ex loveBack into your life. A person you told me That you have, a history of going back too. I wonder if it happens again Where that would leave me? I love the time we have spent together The magical moments We have shared, Holding hands, soft kisses To the more rom...

Miranda lay there under her silk sheets afraid to open her eyes, she didn't want to face the morning. She silently scolded herself for her weakness of breaking a long-time vow to never, ever, ever slept with any man after the first date, no matter how attractive or desirable they might be. She tentatively reached out her hand to the space next to her, it was empty. She was not surprised, typical male behavior. He got his...

It's going well, what could go wrong?One friend's going to the Bear's land, The evil there is growing strong. Freedom is drifting off like sand. My thoughts are losing in their questTo be as sharp as they once were.Words escape me, I'm not my best,My mind is now no longer sure. Getting a part in any playWas once a dream, a role I sought,But now that I am there todayMy brain wonders what I have wrought. Stories flow as I t...

The dim light from outside the window seeped through the slots of the closet door. I stifled my breath and held back the tears that burned my face. Heavy footsteps were heard on the other side if the door. He looked for me, his next target. Tears blinded me as he passed into my room, his gun reflecting the light. I pressed my back against the wall, letting the coats and jackets conceal me. The door opened in a flash then...

Chapter 40 The Forbidden Love “I brought you the diary, Demi. This is the only help I can render in the search for Leozarit,” Immaul says thoughtfully. “Then, after you passed out unexpectedly, we used that as a chance to put you by the black stone. They are known for enhancing one’s dreams and visions.” “Well… I mean, in a way, I think, it worked…” I stumble and look at Immaul. “So it was you who put the diary in my pock...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere it has been stolen. Once in a blue moon, I glimpse a special soul, Reflections of myself, A sense of being home. Once in a blue moon, Dancing in the moonlight, Rapture, adoration, Imaginary love. Once in a blue moon, Dreaming of being one, Wishes, dreams, magic, Set sail across the sea. Once in a blue moon, Grasping, yet un-reaching, To touch, to s...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Light puddles on the floor,Crawling along the wooden slatsAnd bleeding down the cracksTo nowhere and somewhereAnd anywhere thatStartsRightHere.Mellow honeyed scentOf angels thatSings streaming through the windowIn the daytimeAnd seeps across the moonIn the nighttime,I breathe in the soot on theHearthstone ofGod's heartAnd am not...

Chapter 28 The Secrets of the Abandoned House “It’s a cursed place, I warn you. Plus the weather is going to get worse. My flyer is not meant to be operated during high winds.” Asmadis lands his craft among the hills that look just like the ones we left behind, except these are much, much smaller. Some are barely twice my height. We get out to an eerie silence. The hills at the city were alive with sounds and motion, thes...

Most all of us remember the first time we got behind the steering wheel of an automobile. For some it was the scariest time of our lives, for others the most exciting. We lived through it though and now we never think of those first days. I thought about those days just recently when chatting with my oldest daughter. She will be 40 next year and she contemplated her mortality a few times, as her older daughter became a te...