Alec : Writing

The Path I've Stumbled Upon

The Path I've Stumbled Upon

A Story by Alec


It has been quite a while since I've last written here, so here's a short narration of some of my current restless thoughts, hopeful it will be the be..
Tell the World

Tell the World

A Poem by Alec


I laid my head to fall asleep,I prayed the Lord my soul to keep.But had I known I would not wake,I'd prayed the Lord my place to makeMy eyes beheld in..
I Return Once Again

I Return Once Again

A Poem by Alec


I say I had to leave, though truly 'twas my fault.Reality ensnared me, and locked me in it's vault.To break free I had tried, and tried even more agai..
To Leave My Window Abroad

To Leave My Window Abroad

A Poem by Alec


I have no method to madness,I simply write what I think.Whether be joy or be sadness,to step back from the brink.Sometimes I'll think of a love felt l..
The Psychopath's Ravings

The Psychopath's Ravings

A Story by Alec


Hello? Are you there? Are you comfy? Are you captive? Are you alive? Are you dead? No, you're alive, I don't see glazing in your eyes. Don't you worr..
What Holds You In Darkness

What Holds You In Darkness

A Poem by Alec


You awaken at nightand don't truly know why.You glance to your rightwhen there's nothing to spy.You turn to the leftand see nothing but night.You then..
To Those Who Keep Up a Guise

To Those Who Keep Up a Guise

A Poem by Alec


Every day I awaken and go on with my life.I carry it freely, free from most strife.I get up, I get dressed, I enact my plan,I come home, I undress, an..
Symphonic Noise

Symphonic Noise

A Poem by Alec


Ah the trill of symphonic noise.A classic taste of an elegant poise.Sing me a song sharp of staccato,or a tune, perhaps, of flowing legato.Enchant me ..
How Bland

How Bland

A Poem by Alec


How bland is day which shines no sun,which yields no rays of golden fun.How droll it is to gaze at clouds,observe the gathered droplet crowds.I feel n..
The Course of Love

The Course of Love

A Poem by Alec


How foolish can I be? To envision future love.When nerves can not be raised, to speak unto my doveHer hair is fair and beauty lush,Her very presence t..

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