Maple Ellen : Writing

I'm not okay anymore

I'm not okay anymore

A Poem by Maple Ellen


Im tired of pretending that have something special inside me.
Not for me

Not for me

A Poem by Maple Ellen


I'm sure everyone wants a life that's quiet and closed off. A sort of living that's predictable, such as a train on the railway. But, what the hell,..
Won't you, friend?

Won't you, friend?

A Poem by Maple Ellen


Let's become a beautiful mess. Where we shout curse words so they echo and go skinny dipping at 2 AM. Let us live.
My unpaved path

My unpaved path

A Poem by Maple Ellen


A path that has not be touched by man's modernity, with its dirt floor and pebbles in place, is truly meant for the soles who have been calloused by t..
What our ancestor's started

What our ancestor's started

A Poem by Maple Ellen


Sorry, I got drunk. No, I'm not Sorry, f**k you who judge. This was an awesome concert.
Anxiety manifest

Anxiety manifest

A Poem by Maple Ellen


I can't stop saying I'm sorry.
They have always stayed

They have always stayed

A Poem by Maple Ellen


In my school years, I was quite shy. I was often bullied due to my reservation. But the library was my sanctum and its books were my escape.
The stop in the Styx, Part 1

The stop in the Styx, Part 1

A Story by Maple Ellen


This is just a short story I have been working on for the last month. I'm releasing it in parts, so I may take time with it, experimenting with certai..
My description of my Frustration

My description of my Frustration

A Poem by Maple Ellen


What is Frustration? What is the color? What does it feel like to me?
Humanity's meaning

Humanity's meaning

A Poem by Maple Ellen


What it means to be human Survive or Perish Thrive or Starve Conquer or Disappear Humanity is notorious for destruction, but that is life for..