Morticka : Writing

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A Poem by Morticka


To scream, would mean to free my soul. To tell you of your crime against us, would be to release a burden. To stand upon a point above all others, w..
A Terrible Warning

A Terrible Warning

A Story by Morticka


This is only an over view of a story I may write, I do not know if I should just get though. This was inspired by a dear friend's story I read today. ..
Blind to Ourselves

Blind to Ourselves

A Poem by Morticka


One should never look down upon another. One should neverpoint a finger at another. One should neverassume of another. For their hands are neither ..
A Diffrent Off Road Journey

A Diffrent Off Road Journey

A Poem by Morticka


This scene is often played through my head. At times, I am glad I cannot drive a car.
and These Are My Branches

and These Are My Branches

A Poem by Morticka


How much more can the branch bend? and when it snaps? What then? What do you do? Will it ever recover? Will anyone water it? Will any one even c..