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A Boat In The Night
You think I know…. I only feel I try to heal, but life doesn’t give me choices I hurt to heal Yes I heal to get hurt again, i don’t want to go on again…
ABJ The Poet
Published about 5 hours ago in Poets
Winchester: Phasmophobia
It was almost Christmas time, and 2010 was almost over. The weather was getting well into the 40’s-50’s during the day and mixed with the breeze from the beach and continuously rainy days, it made for an even colder feeling. I love cold, gray, and rainy days where you didn’t see any sunlight at all. Not even the small sliver from behind a cloud. Just gray for miles and the rainfall in the distance like smoky gray paint being smeared down a canvas that was the horizon of the ocean. They blended together for an endless array of deep gray. Having to wear a sweater all day and be cozy by a fire. It gave Christmas time more of that Christmassy feeling.
Jesika Rhodes
Published about 5 hours ago in Horror
Heaven
Forget what you've been told and remember today as all went well for you. But the cutthroats in the slums stalk their prey as they close in for the kill, but as foretold, low and behold, they fail; they don't reach their hill for power or treasure; they get there to be buried, to rot away of what's left to say because, in the end, forgiveness is a stiff price to pay. Still, life doesn't ask for much, well, except to be prayed for and honored. So change your mind and remember what you've been told cause your heaven isn't always made of gold.
Mark lewis [bitwima]
Published about 5 hours ago in Poets
Supposed too
The sun goes down, as if to sleep. I awake from sleep so deep. The air is crisp and I’m ready to eat. There is a barn owl in the tree. I wonder if he or she can see me. The owl flies down so silent and quick.
Beatriz Lopez
Published about 5 hours ago in Poets
The Great Pretender
The Great Pretender Standing back from the entrance, the faceless man nodded once. "Looks clear," he stated without the slightest hint of irony. I considered this for a moment before shrugging and taking his word for it.
Christopher Thompson
Published about 5 hours ago in Beat
Thankyou
Thankyou to the first cal; the one made because of what you saw. Three little ones’ unattended, their guardian has neglected.
Barbara White
Published about 5 hours ago in Poets
The True History behind The Secret of NIMH
The 1982 animated film The Secret of NIMH tells a complex story, which weaves together a dark web of experiments, violence, fabricated plot, and drama. Following field mouse Mrs. Brisby, we are shown harrowing depictions of villainous figures she must face and are introduced to the rats of NIMH. What grounds this story in reality are the experiments done on the rats in the National Institute of Mental Health, which exists in both the film and the real world. The research was conducted by Dr. John Calhoun, and is partially shown in The Secret of NIMH. The twisted history of these findings composed into an animated movie marketed toward children make for a tangled web of plot, philosophy, and history all compressed into an interesting amalgamation.
Greyley Sabin
Published about 5 hours ago in Geeks
Daily Poetry Entry 1
I keep my monster.. Locked in his closet.. But the key is always.. In my back pocket.. From time to time.. It's shadow peaks out..
Justin Koslosky
Published about 5 hours ago in Poets