Bleed Stories

What happens when a twist of fate causes a weekend getaway to go terribly wrong? © copyright 2012 hahahakris

Poetry to battle with boredom, to let you watch my soul bleed, to try something new and maybe fall. This is adventure. This is experience. This is life.

Inside this book, is every poem I've written in the past year. Which people apparently love to read. Give it a try if you want, but this is how i survived most days and it means a lot to me. Inside you'll read poems I've shown to friends and poems I have only shown one other person. I'm putting my heart (literally. no seriously literally don't drop it now) in your hands.

Ava Wilson a 20 year-old photographer, finds an interest in the dangerous Damon Salvatore.

This are just some poems that I wanted to share, they are all my own and I really enjoyed writing them and I hope you did to.

Bleed from Within is a lyrical descent into love's most dangerous illusions, where beauty seduces, promises to deceive, and devotion becomes destruction. The narrator is haunted by a woman who embodies myth and legend: Helen without Troy, Cleopatra without mercy, Aphrodite on a pedestal. She is muse and menace, dream and downfall. Through vivid imagery and aching metaphor, the poem explores the torment of surrendering to a love that feels divine but ends in ruin. It's a tale of passion, betrayal, and the realization that sometimes, the deepest wounds are self-inflicted.

I am a fallen my blood is black He is human with evil so dark What happened when a fallen falls in love,what happens when she losses everything or so they thought

Rescuing a demigod should come with some perks, but for Aeriae Llewyn, those perks have a price. The last (not to mention worst) three years of Aeriae's life have been spent as a slave to the Westwinter Imperium. It's her own fault she was captured. Finding the appropriate time to sleep when you're a fugitive is somewhat essential to not getting caught. Enslaved with her is her family, her only wish to be free with them. And so, when a demigod, Avaddhon, falls from the sky, Aeriae escapes, at great risk to herself, and hides him from the Imperium. The reward for such a selfless act should be catch-free. It's not. Avaddhon is willing to grant Aeriae and her family freedom from fate on one condition; she has to kill an influential lord in a distant land. Seeing as he has better things to do than accompany her, he merges the fragments of a legendary, living blade, with her flesh to act as a guide. It should be simple; the shards will direct her what to do. The first thing they guide her to is a boat to take her where she needs to go. But when the shards urge her to kill the crew of the vessel, the men and women who have accepted her as one of their own, she resists. As the shards wrack her body with pain, tormenting her, she must choose what price she is willing to pay for her family's freedom. SHADOWS BLEED is a young-adult fantasy novel that dabbles in steampunk and even, believe it or not, a little bit of romance (aww, that's sweet).

You'll do anything to stop the pain in your head, even going as far as to inflict more on yourself.

Thoughts, ideas, and feelings of mine in poetry form.

Highest ranking: #4 in shortpoetry on 12/7/18 forsaken feelings of my heart speaking through poetry. -Rose Blaine

When Erene finally had her past covered up, things start happening again. and they are digging up her past bit by bit. when she finally told her bestie her past, she faces more problems than she begun with. and then there was a tradition tying her down. would she dare defy her tradition? Or maybe what if all this was fake? or maybe not? would she manage to keep on running and avoid everything while losing her beloved and most importantly... who she was...

A poem I wrote.

For school we had to write a Chapter One, so I wrote this. Hope you like it :) Please comment and vote, and tell me how I can improve my writing :)

The haunting conclusion to the When Roses Bleed trilogy. Nastya faces Sevrien, the shadow who has shaped her fate from the very beginning. Every secret revealed. Every tie severed. The final door opens-not to darkness, but to freedom. A story of courage, love, and the end of darkness.

We all go through the same things. We all breathe to the top of our lungs. Had fun, shed tears and had lonely nights. We all looking through the same window. Open the book and find out, just how much you relate.

clut-ter: noun: 1. a disorderly heap or assemblage. 2. a state or condition of confusion. 3. confused noise; clatter.

A bleed out spot, in the context of hiking, is a spot in which a person, usually a man, can see themselves bleeding out in a heroic and justified way. These spots are often beautiful; a great place to sit and reflect on your life and the great things you've done. Each poem is inspired by a bleed out spot found by Instagram user @ross.pnw and I have written a comment, in the form of these stories, to accompany the reels he posts.