Apebble : Writing

Which We Call Life

Which We Call Life

A Poem by Apebble


Life is painful, monotonous, and tough. Sometimes you simply grow tired and weary. Then you see someone new, and start a new life. One of opposites co..
Who Am I?

Who Am I?

A Poem by Apebble


I've tired of fighting, Of working against the world. I've been worn thin, From the trials of this life I'm broken deep within, From the wars..
Woe to Life

Woe to Life

A Poem by Apebble


Feeling pain in life, only relieved by death.
Before Tomorrow

Before Tomorrow

A Poem by Apebble


Eight days before tomorrow, I walked up to your side I asked how you were, You smiled and said 'alright' I took your word, Went away and let y..
Love, Hope, or Fear?

Love, Hope, or Fear?

A Story by Apebble


What is the strongest emotion?
Snare of My Creation

Snare of My Creation

A Poem by Apebble


Sometimes the very thing holding you in bondage and pain...is yourself.
The Voices, the Screams

The Voices, the Screams

A Poem by Apebble


Faced with both an outward and inward battle, the present voices tear the mind in two.
The Home

The Home

A Chapter by Apebble


Part one what I hope to eventually be a truly amazing series.
The Gardener

The Gardener

A Book by Apebble


A short story turned book, but you must read in order to find out the symbolism (it shouldn't be that difficult :P)
Creeping fade

Creeping fade

A Poem by Apebble


This is meant to symbolize the effect that prolonged exposure to verbal abuse/bullying can effect you.