Hello, Welcome to my creative journey!
You have attempted the impossible to no avail, how does it feel to know you have failed. The experience was a success in it of itself and a major improvement to my mental health.
By Dylan 2 years ago in Poets
There was once a boy, A boy who had a feeling he couldn't explain. A feeling towards a girl, A feeling he couldn't contain.
Everyone has felt closed off. Covered by a celestial beast. Loneliness darkens their thoughts. Isolated, angry, and weak.
He's feels content, She's not comfortable, There's a cold chill, He watches her from the distance, She glances back, As she walks away
All we need to do is breathe. Breathe in and out. Cherish each breath. Don't stop breathing. Everything will be okay. Focus on your breath.
Sometimes... You just need a break. A moment for yourself... To refocus your strength... Sometimes... You're just not ready.
The utter silence Consumed the room completely After talking stopped
Diamonds form under maximum pressure, Instead of success, many choose pleasure. Success does not come easy, The journey is definitely hard.
By Dylan 3 years ago in Poets
As a man, When you're drowning, Living with the fear of failure, Understand, Without frowning, When you do appear to fail you're,
Everyday the man on the moon wake's up and watches the earth, dreaming of someday returning. He was sent to the moon on a top secret mission to analyze it's material and explore it's surface. The mission was supposed to last two months, it's now been six years since he departed from earth. All communication went down after three weeks and the rocket didn't start up after the two months. The team back on earth completely forgot about the mission. Now the man on the moon spends his days watching earth.
By Dylan 3 years ago in Fiction
Tony awakened in an unfamiliar room and saw a dog playing a very intense game of chess with a cat, a woman with no face applying make-up in front of a broken mirror, and a man playing piano with his toe's.
It all started while Paul was walking down the sidewalk towards the beach. First, he saw a couple of cats dealing drugs down an alley way, then three clowns rode by on unicycle's juggling jars of peanut butter while singing "Don't Stop Believing" by Journey.
