Aspiring author who frees their mind through ink across a page i mostly write poetry but i like the occasional short story as much as the next guy
Aspiring author who frees their mind through ink across a page i mostly write poetry but i like the occasional short story as much as the next guy
There had been few occasions in which he had been so certain he was about to die and this just happened to be one of them as he lay there over dosing, needle still in his arm. He lay there thinking “if i manage to survive this im gonna stop doing drugs” deep down his consciousness was telling him that was a lie. He had no self control anymore he didnt know how to say no to drugs, his life had spi...
“Stop, Don’t anybody move” the mask man said as he held a big gun in his hand. His goons quickly swiping all the jewelry from the display case. Diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, all gone in a flash into a black felt bag. As people were frozen with fear on the inside, outside there was a hostage rescue squad setting up base and strategically planning their rescue. The mask men quickly move thr...
As she stepped off the bus, across the street she noticed a street artist painting portraits. She thought to herself although the media is different we’re both hard working artist id love to meet him and have a conversation maybe he can give me writing ideas based upon things he has seen while painting. The people hes painted may have given him some stories he can share, maybe his artwork has take...
If i told you what others would never know
What If i told you a secret would you ever let it go
To another ear by word of mouth
Or would you take it to the grave
What if i told you a secret from the depths of my soul
Would you keep it a secret way past growing old
What if i told you a secret someone told me
Can i trust you to not let it go any farther we shall see
I told you in confidence hopi...