IndigoChild : Writing

Lost in echoes cave

Lost in echoes cave

A Poem by IndigoChild


In Echoes cave peoples voices wanderThe souls of the damned breath the dustIn the cave there screams walk o'erThere voices fade into the rustIn echoes..
To dream of Bright

To dream of Bright

A Poem by IndigoChild


Sunlight good nightI am off to fightAm i doing what is rightIs is really goodness in my sightThis world has given up all careAbout the goodness each p..
Scarlet secrets

Scarlet secrets

A Poem by IndigoChild


My precious secrets Held in your hands Scars on my heart Precious roses Our precious secrets Keep filling our arms There pouring out of..
Kisses in a Rose garden

Kisses in a Rose garden

A Poem by IndigoChild


Are we wrong?Is it safe for me to write a song?About howI'veloved you all alongAnd how I cry now that your goneI remember the grounds keeperHow he was..
Gabriel and Hope

Gabriel and Hope

A Poem by IndigoChild


My characters mirror what i am not willing to admit to myself.They are parts of me that would scare away most people.
A thousand things I should of said before I ran away

A thousand things I should of said before I ran aw..

A Poem by IndigoChild


I watch as you walk a thousand miles away from meYour eyes to the groundI've hurt you and i know itMy heart is coldI was selfish to keep you closeAnd ..
Heart of Black

Heart of Black

A Poem by IndigoChild


My heart is coldAnd your love is boldBut i really want you to knowThat my heart is blackDeath has painted it overMy soul is somberLost in meYou still ..
Insanity loves me

Insanity loves me

A Poem by IndigoChild


what happens when you fall in love with a result of your insanity? it gets complicated and hurts.
Sleeping

Sleeping

A Poem by IndigoChild


Your eyes flutterface gentle embracing moonlighti hear you breathing and knowthat i am forever a part of this worldand your lifesleep baby girlsleep f..
Who is Irissa?

Who is Irissa?

A Chapter by IndigoChild


I walk into the library, Not expecting much. I have a research project due in a week and am dreading presenting it. I go to set my bag on the table bu..