Walkingalone Stories

A poem about oneself just moving along in life:)

Bitter reality of this fake world that moves like a crowd while each soul struggling alone.

I. Am. Depressed. ************************************ I own everything here. This book, what's inside, the sad, malevolent poems, and my life. P.S. I'm not really depre...

Happiness is all she ask for. But she makes reckless decisions.

We've all heard stories of stalkers but what if the stalker was the one being stalked... You never know what you'll find when the tables turn.

I'm Kurt your average 17 year old , I live in ... Oh who am I kidding I'm far from normal and you don't really need to know all that just that I'm kurt and I'm what they...

For all the jaws that clench of their own accord as soon as the sun sets. Walking alone at night doesn't faze me, but not because I'm never bothered. I've perfected look...