@FlightOfKai
"It started out as a normal day. She thought she did everything right, that she was safe. It could never happen to her, right?
"But then it did, and her life was never the same."
"She's going through living hell, alone."
Read my poetry collection IN HER TANK TOP AND SKINNY JEANS today, with a brand new cover!
I've just announced my new project on nanowrimo.org. I'm a little late, but I've decided to participated in this April's camp. If you want to find me, my username is Reign Creates, or you can click the link on my profile.
The last poem in Take Away The Pain was just posted! Don't forget to read, comment, and vote!
The last two poems of Take Away The Pain are being posed today. Look out for Salvation and Emotionless. Don't forget to read, comment, and vote!
We are in the final stretch. The last three poems in the Take Away The Pain collection are being posted this week, one of which will be updated within the next few minutes. Watch for Perfection today and Salvation and Emotionless in the next few days. Don't forget to comment and vote.
A new poem was just posted in my collection Take Away The Pain! Read For The World To See now! Don't forget to comment and vote.
Just posted a new poem in my collection Take Away The Pain! Read Wake Me Up now! Don't forget to comment and vote
Just posted a new poem. You can read What Society Missed as part of my collection Take Away The Pain now! Don't forget to comment and vote!
My new five part poetry collection The Whitmans and The Hughes is now open for readers! Don't forget to comment and vote.
Later today I will be posting a new story called The Whitmans and The Hughes:
Some live life carefree and happy, and success finds them along the way. For others, their journey for success leaves them empty handed. For others, they can watch and imitate those around them that have achieved everything they can hope for, but still fail. They can fail because of who they are, where they are born, or what they were born as. For some, no matter how hard they work- the goals they strive for- nothing works, and they are left in the dust by their luckier counterparts, who just look back and laugh.
This story started out as an English Honors assignment, but became much more to me as we proceeded through the lesson. It was no longer about definitions and theories, but instead became a story about struggle and oppression, and about the blindness of others.