Chris Santiago

Joined June 2022

35 stories

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I've always found a bit peace and release in putting word to written medium. I'm by no means an accomplished wordsmith but I find enjoyment in it. My love for writing started from world building that being a dungeon master provided.

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Breathe
I craved to breathe in your scent to fill in the holes that have been rent within my soul leaving me broken and spent never whole
By Chris Santiago2 months ago in Poets
Here With Me
I can see you in the trees. I hear you in the wind through the leaves. You have surrounded me with your being. And every single cell of me wants you to be.
By Chris Santiago4 months ago in Poets
The Flame Within
Your touch set fire upon my skin A fearsome blaze has started within I've been sitting, waiting for my life to begin All of a sudden with a lithe grace you landed in
By Chris Santiago4 months ago in Poets
Musings For a Muse
I want to watch you at your strongest and when you're the best you can be. I want to be a safety for you, catch you when you fall, hold you when you feel weak.
By Chris Santiago4 months ago in Poets
Her Human Form
She is both the calm and the storm The fire, the passion in human form Her presence with laughter and smiles All that's needed to drive this old heart wild
By Chris Santiago5 months ago in Poets
The Gifts
I made you that bracelet You didn't care for the fit I made you the glass rose Where it is nobody knows What about the wooden heart?
By Chris Santiago5 months ago in Poets
Broken Down
I promise with all my heart that I tried. It might not have been perfect. I might have had my secrets and my lies. In the end they came out struggling.
By Chris Santiago5 months ago in Poets
Reflections
The way you look at me. Do you see it in my eyes? Can you see what I see? That if I could stop time. I would in a heart beat.
By Chris Santiago5 months ago in Poets
Bird Song
When last had I heard bird song? Has it really been here all along? When have flowers been so bright? Was something wrong with my sight?
By Chris Santiago6 months ago in Poets
End of Man Chapter 2 - James
Chapter 2: James The raucous laughter and banter coming from the other passengers in the car belied the anxiety that James felt. There were four in total, including himself, riding in the gaudy red sports car they had boosted from a parking garage earlier that day. In an attempt to quell the anxiety tumbling around in his stomach, James tried to catch what was coming through the radio. It was difficult given that he was in the back seat and had to try to catch what was being said through the other's boisterousness.
By Chris Santiago6 months ago in Chapters
Who You Are
Be who you were meant to be Because she is perfect to me There's nothing more I need Than this moment and for you to see
By Chris Santiago6 months ago in Poets
The March
You were my safety my home And you didn't even know Many nights do I dream of something never to be In waking the world I roam
By Chris Santiago6 months ago in Poets

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Breathe

Here With Me

The Flame Within

Musings For a Muse

Her Human Form

The Gifts

Broken Down

Reflections

Bird Song

End of Man Chapter 2 - James

Who You Are

The March

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