My closest friend came out of the closet to me. I told him how happy I was that he trusted me enough that he would tell me something so deep. Then he took off his shirt and I saw so many red scars all along his back and chest. He told me his dad has been beating him to get the"gay" out of him. I started to cry as I saw so many marks on him. He is not yet "Out of the closet" so I decided to write a poem for him so he could at least vent his feelings and understand that people really care. Please read, comment, and vote. Thank you.

It's good so far❤

This is about the hit tv show the Walking Dead I have no credit for the characters that are already in the story only the ones I make up. This is a made up story line that im writing.

Everything's food for something else. Humanity has been on top of the food chain for their entire existence. When a disease unlike any other seen before could potentially wipe out the whole human race, the world's top scientists are all sent too Atlanta to discover a way to extinguish the flame before it starts a forest fire. England's top zoologist (sent to observe the behaviour of the infected) is only in the air for twelve hours. But a lot can happen in a short space of time. Whilst Electra is in the comfort of her aeroplane seat up above, all hell breaks loose down below as the disease becomes an epidemic spreading like wild fire. On arriving in Columbus she comes face to face which what seems to be the apocalypse. The dead are walking, but will the living be walking for long?

The world in my description....

Intuition driven poetry of what the eyes have seen and the heart has come to interpret over the passage of time.

These are my dark, twisted and violent poems. They're a combination of both my long and short piece's of poetry. Please do enjoy if you read them! Thank you!

It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.