Marcus Hill

Joined January 2022

127 stories

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Words speak louder than anything on earth, Keep writing! Keep speaking!

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Nothing more
Moments mark the soul— but only if we catch them whole, grasp them tight before they slip away. Gratitude grows slow— like age unfolding in quiet turns—
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
Vanished
Making mistakes is fun, even if the score’s uneven, hoping to craft a challenge that can’t be won. Beaten and bruised, wearing a large smile—
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
They usually don't listen
Speaking without hope of being heard has become all too common. We tiptoe around fragile feelings, but sacrifice our own pride.
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
The Reel
I am pieces, and once gathered, I am whole — but the puzzle of me is difficult. The start was clear and painless, only to raise the height of my fall,
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
Each piece put together makes a picture
Continue — just one word that expresses the will to go forward, to push through every hardship one may encounter. Continue,
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
Vanishing Points
Start by swallowing the loudest truth. Let it rest beneath the tongue until it forgets how to move. Breathe shallow. Smile enough. Nod when spoken to.
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
A Very Short Story
You’re here. The excitement is too much to bear, and emotions spread throughout the room. Next, each day becomes about learning —
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
New peace
This feels right— never knowing what was missing until compromise laid a steady foundation. Each day becomes fulfilling
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
Hidden Strength
Stopping short of excellence makes no sense— not when your power is only limited by what you believe about yourself. Searching for core values
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
Losing desire
What are we still doing here? Slowly drifting apart while clutching at moments that once brought joy—now slipping through our fingers. Those times have passed us by, leaving only endless, unwinnable battles. Two losers, waiting for the other to make the bigger mistake, so pointing fingers feels easier. We end up hating that we met, yet our dying love anchors us together, no matter how clear the signs of separation grow.
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
Just another day in the world
The beginning feels just like the end— when you’ve chosen a path that was never truly yours. Chasing passion isn’t easy.
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
Other side
Divided— as usual— we stand, ignoring the problem we caused. Choosing abuse instead of “sorry” only feels right when fear is present.
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets

Marcus Hill

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Nothing more

Vanished

They usually don't listen

The Reel

Each piece put together makes a picture

Vanishing Points

A Very Short Story

New peace

Hidden Strength

Losing desire

Just another day in the world

Other side

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