The Library
by D.M. I am not myself anymore, just a book filled with horror stories, tucked away deep in the library, and only I know its contents. I want to burn the library to the ground Starting with the book.
Proof
by Anonymous My inspiration... a sister with many mistakes. Teen pregnancy, a lost baby, world went upside down, changed life around. Her struggles show me what "being strong" means. Only 21, yet knows more than most. I've hurt her…
Shoes
by Henry M. Fresh out of the box, new shoe smell. One worry only. Are my shoes creased? New J's, new Adidas, nice kicks, posting pics. I have 99 worries and one of them is my shoes…
The River
by Ronald M. NOTE: This poem was written in memory of T.A., a senior at our school who passed away in March. May he rest in peace. He swam across the river with all his strength The river…
En Tu Mente
by Gerson G. When I was young, I believed in everything, from Frankenstein to God, from Creepypastas to the Bogeyman. As I grew older, I stored these thoughts in the vault; as they came and went, I forgot and…
Mi Vida Fue
by Rosi V. Mi vida fue... as fast as a blink. Moments when I wished I could disappear. When I finally did, I didn't even know. I ran and ran and as I ran, I looked back. They say…