poetry Passing 16 Jan 201920 Apr 2019 Inhaling citizen air,As another day rose awake from the merciless traffic that clouds the fairest of days,I've probably seen everyone on this bus countless times,Yet never once dare whisper a…
poetry Timed Essence 15 Jan 201919 Apr 2019 The laughs that danced around for a innocent eternity,Found themselves thrown away for future lives never seenImprisoned by the wire, lining up my tangled desireFor new faces appearing before my…
poetry Convict/Convicted 15 Jan 2019 you've been banished subhumanno longer fluentthey don't wish understanding for a peasanttied tongues can't call a medic lie on our cold slabdiscrimination before judgement has been hadlost with a window…
poetry Meaningless Money 14 Jan 2019 No amount of delicate currency could wash away all of the tiny details found in this sea,When did you lose yourself for just one more mound of moneyYou must of…
poetry You Can’t Escape Your Reflection 14 Jan 2019 Look at itshades of truth hidden with inkno color present by the linesBorn from scattered hope Unable to cope Love love love love love love lovelove love hate love love…
gaming… My Expierence with Bungie 13 Jan 201919 Apr 2019 Once upon a time, little N3xtra and his brother Zeke loaded up the latest phenomenal exclusive First Person Shooter game to hit the Xbox 360; Halo 3: ODST. We started…
Our Paradox Our Paradox: Treatment 13 Jan 201913 Jan 2019 Something about this morning stirred some woes within me, curling up inside my intestines for my body to meet. Maybe we all have some indigestible truths lying within ourselves, and…
poetry Our Poem: A Gift 12 Jan 2019 You don't even have to appreciate this token of appreciation,Your faked joy is an immeasurable well of warmth I will cherish,I may have my missteps, but I whipped up something…
Informational Essays On The Subject of Anonymous Writing 12 Jan 201912 Mar 2019 Imagine the extent of imagination that could be pulled from "you" once you pull away from the factors that define the outer image you're forced to project. No stereotypes or…
My Personal Favorites… Our Poem: Gripping 12 Jan 201912 Jan 2019 Fickle and dry, the way your nails pry away at the weakness trapped within your limited mind, Funny how not even a doctor could save you from this bind,Now you've…