I'm writing something.
I'll try to publish it later.
But I have to go to class now and try not to fall asleep.
...I have way too many problems.


Drowning The sensation of water filling your lungs can be a more claiming feeling if it were the right place and time.Drowning by ~clouds-passing-by
At first, there is an excitement when on a raft and it thumps along a river. Though the rapids are strong, the excitement brushes through everyone without notice. The raft thumped up and down with the motion of the water as if they were a machine, working together to move along.
Everyone smiled, and laughed with joy, even myself. The water playfully splashed against the side of the raft, almost calling a rider into it. There were no restraints in the raft, only the ability to hold yourself in by sliding your feet under a slip in the


The Sandbox The glinting morning light sparkled against the familiar grains of sand. The seven year old, always barefoot, was sprinkled with bits of it against his skin. There was always a smile stretched against his face on Sunday mornings just before his father left for work. It was the only time during the week he would have a chance to see him, considering his busy schedule. The day was crisp, a clear sign that autumn was arriving shortly and the breeze brushed across Jake's cheek, leaving a slight chill in his spine. As the warm glow of the sun ducked behind the clouds, the freckles dotted across his cheeks soon became less prominent.The Sandbox by ~clouds-passing-by
His father


CONTEST ENTRY "Ancient Voices"CONTEST ENTRY by ~TNT-LightningDude
Moving to the place,
where time is standing still.
Hearing these talking voices,
listening to the ancient voices.
Listening to what they say.
hearing them speak forgotten things.
I want to join these people talking,
I want to speak with these ancient voices.
Joining in the conversation,
nobody's surprised to see me.
Learning what these people know,
speaking, too, with an ancient voice.
Times is gone,
I can no longer feel it.
Forever I'll keep talking,
with my immortal ancients.
The friends I made,
the time I lost.
I don't care,
because I'm an ancient.
Some leave,
to never come back.
I will stay,
to tea