Sophie Webb
I'm new to writing and would like to get better. I might not be that good but I enjoy writing.
Sophie Webb
I'm new to writing and would like to get better. I might not be that good but I enjoy writing.
I'm new to writing and would like to get better. I might not be that good but I enjoy writing.
I'm new to writing and would like to get better. I might not be that good but I enjoy writing.
”Your avaricious nature will be your downfall...” a voice says to the darkness.
”I’m intangible. I devour anything that comes in contact with me; people run to get away from my cold embrace. What makes you think you can do anything to me?”
The voice chuckles softly,
”I am the one thing you can’t touch. Where your embrace is cold, mine is warm. I am Light.”...
Everyday all I see is black and white, white and black. Until one day I'm walking along and see the slightest color change. So slight that if I wasn't color blind I might not have noticed it. I stop in my tracks and go closer to the item in question. A little gray mouse. I can see gray! How wonderful. It's almost like the universe is toying with me now. Well, I guess I should be happy I can see th...
My name’s Happy, I'm a child's imaginary friend. It's not what you think. Sure I have tea parties and play dress-up but my most important job is protecting the child from themselves. When they began to have self-doubts and wish to be like someone else I'm here to remind them that they don't need to be like them to be happy.
Unfortunately, as a child grows they began to forget about me, and w...
High above the city
The forgotten city
The city without a plan
The city no one knows
High above the city
An example of perfection
A city with no bounds
The city everyone knows
High above the city
Where people wander, and animals scour
The city was forgotten
The city was remembered
The city was a cycle no one noticed
High Above The City...
If your hand could reach inside my heart, what would you do with it?
Would you rip it out?
Maybe you would choose to let it go?
Is it not the same?
I still am left with a hole in my heart.
Whether it's because you're gone, or my heart is gone.
It's a hole made by you.
You'll leave me broken, battered, and bruised.
Or you'll leave me empty and in search of something, anything to fill the void....