Far Stories

Here are a collection of poems about heartbreak in life. It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all, sometimes we need to have our heart broken to know how true this is...

The journey of a 17-year-old teen-adult who discovers the hurt and painful reality. Take a step into reality, and look out, far into the distance.

Through bright eyes we will acquire, prosper and love.

saving my sister from the army but ready for everything

Don't get too far ahead, You might get lost. Don't get too far behind, You will be forgotten. Don't get too far into the darkness, There's no one there. Don't get too loud, You might die

The most beautiful form of poetry in my opinion. :)

(toot)

In the aftermath of the Lincoln County War, the once-thriving town of Santa Fe grapples with scars and shadows. Emily, a determined young woman, inherits her father's inn and becomes a beacon of hope for a community yearning to rebuild. Through dusty streets and creaking floorboards, Emily transforms the inn into a haven, offering respite to travelers and solace to locals. The tale unfolds with the arrival of weary travelers, lively conversations, and impromptu dances, showcasing not only the challenges faced by Santa Fe but also the unwavering spirit of a young woman committed to breathing life back into her town. What will happen when the searched Billy the Kid will enter her haven?

Just a bunch of random poems I wrote! Heads up, they get increasingly depressing as you go on

Those unheard voices...

Poems and clips of my writings. Everything that has been written in my yellow notebook, it goes in here. If you like the poetry in this book, look into the book: The Twisted Mind of the Inside of a Teenage Girl. It's a sequel...

Kayleigh is a seventeen year old girl with a normal life. Well, as normal as she can get it to be. With insanely overprotective parents, overhearing hushed conversations, and something weird starting to happen to her, will Kayleigh's life ever be the one she's dreamed of? Or will everything change? Exert from the story: It was one of those nights. The hushed conversations. It wasn’t arguing, no, they would never argue with each other; they were too in love. And it hurt. Because you’re not normal. But you are. Well, at least you think you are. Because nothing is ever as it seems, not in the slightest. The dead don’t really die. The darkness is made from the light. The kindest people are the ones you need to look out for. The bumps in the night is definitely not your cat. And the world you know doesn’t exist. It never has, and it never will. © 2014 SteppingThroughFire All Rights Reserved

365 Reasons Why I Love Bradley William Simpson He is my everything, although I am simply just one of the million fans around the globe, I want him to know how much I love him beyond miles and distance. And this is the only way I can do it. By loving and writing from afar. Note: Plagiarism is a Crime.

"Sometimes, wishes do come true."

I wrote this from the point of view of someone I know who lost a loved one. Thanks for reading.