A young writer trying to find his way as a human and a writer.
The days and nights blurred into a mass confusion of stars and sky. I began to worry what would happen to my dreams. I imagined they festered out, a fire in a snowstorm, helpless against the relentless cold. I was astonished at the rate at which I could read books, video games and my phone had become rather…
The following is from a trip I took to Yellowstone National Park with my father and brothers. I was 14 at the time so…
The following is from a trip I took to Yellowstone National Park with my father and brothers. I was 14 at the time so don’t get too prudent with the sentence structure.
The following is from a trip I took to Yellowstone National Park with my father and brothers. I was 14 at the time…
How can I escape this nightmare?
I wish I could just snap my fingers and it would all be okay
I would see the light of a brighter day
Yet I feel my mind encased in shadowy shade
My dreams….
Begin to fade.