FJ

I’m an aspiring young author who enjoys making stories, novels and poems to both entertain and fear others. I’m still developing my skills and am trying my best to perfect them.

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FJ

I’m an aspiring young author who enjoys making stories, novels and poems to both entertain and fear others. I’m still developing my skills and am trying my best to perfect them.

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Hollow

1 min read

Stargazing was never a moment I adored,

I betrayed a friend of a friend and seemed to be so cold,

I wondered and figured why I wasn’t meant to be told,

That I was a misunderstood person yet so carried in my soul,

Too arrogant and over perceived, I vowed the carriage of my acts will be sold,

Sold too anybody who wants or desires it, I couldnt care too much to mourn,

I loved a man yet lost him to a ...

Poetry

Romance

My Paper

1 min read

“Have mercy on me!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, the image of my face plastered on the mirror makes my jaw clench.

This is the end…the end of life and the end of my love.

I loved writing, I loved making people laugh and giggle but…every story needs a full stop at the end, when no more word can continue.

It happened days ago, it happened hours ago, when my mind left me at home.

Couldn’t I jus...

Romance

Drama

Whispering The Night Asleep

1 min read

Can’t you hear? See? I know you can, as I myself can hear and see,

The air is thick when they roam, I think I can no longer bear the sane,

A rat monster with fangs and nails,

Men wearing robes with a biting habit,

Pacing around back and forth in my room, leave now or nothing will remain in my veins,

The room I stay is a vacancy of wildness,

Five are missing whilst there are holes in the home of ra...

Poetry

Thriller

Thin Linear

1 min read

Many months had gone by, yet we still remained unnoticed,

How I wish to have become a beauty, Aphrodite would’ve been my name,

Far too aware of my flaws, yet I ought to be plastered on a wall to be forever forcused on,

The thin linear string told me otherwise, will I become part an infinity? Dried up, broken and a teared sculpture in the Hall of Fame?

I was a woman…or a man….or an entity far away,...

Poetry

Mystery