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Some people are so poor , all they have is money ..
Each step that you take, upon your path of life, will always be the right one. For you, and you alone!.
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Breast cancer is a scary disease. My gram mother had it and I remember getting quite worried. A lot of thoughts go through your mind when you hear your family member has that.
This is it,. I know I'm going to die,. It's time to leave the world,. It's time to say goodbye,. This is it,. It's time for me go,. But I don't mind if my disease kills me,.
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My words portray every thought that i have. Show them in color or in black and white. And show the experiences ive had. Spoken words are hard but easy to write. Not only poems but songs and books too.
Quelli che non vivono nei giorni feriali, muoiono nei giorni festivi. -M. Scarpis.
Today I feel drowsy,. It's awfully wet and cold,. The ice outside my window,. Leaves a snow world I can't mold,. The tiny tiny snowflakes,. That always seem to fall,. Leaves a mark of December,.
In this life we are all just walking up the mountain and we can sing as we climb or we can complain about our sore feet. Whichever we choose we still gotta do the hike.
Hey At softball tournament with my softball sistas. Getting better and better. Eating M&Ms. Bye. For now.
Well this is finally my 100th writing piece on Opuss. Hurray!!. I would just like to thank everyone who has liked and enjoyed my writing pieces. It's been a pleasure writing them for all of you.
The surface is becoming deeper,. My life becoming shallow,. My hands reach desperately,. My legs being pulled down by a mile,. My air is leaving my lungs,. The spirit to fight is gone,.
I just said no to hanging out with someone I really like. What is wrong with me?.
Finally the subway comes to a stop, the passengers standing almost losing their balance. Others who are sitting get up and go to the doors, almost waiting to sprint through them as soon as they open.
Memento qui vos sunt. (Remember who you are).
Pain surged into my the side, the blade of a knife cutting deeply. I stepped back, trying to remember, recall when that knife came out of her pocket.
Artistic Revolution Through the Potential Of Pop.
Life is like a book. But the question is was the book worth reading?.
Life is a road marked with holes which lead to despair, twists and turns which change your outlook on the journey ahead.
If you don't believe in MIRACLES, perhaps you have forgotten, You are the one..
Went traveling(: For hours would I forget myself. A breath. One single gasp that plays on with the scales of my heart..
I have just read this in a book and just had to get it out to a wider audience. It echoes my feelings entirely.
Expect nothing and You will never be Disappointed..