Sangria Green : Writing

Skeleton in my bed

Skeleton in my bed

A Poem by Sangria Green


A Skeleton in my bed I walk through the room There in light ..
In the paper

In the paper

A Poem by Sangria Green


You’ve read my story in the paper Heard my style isn’t some old trend You’ve wondered was I the real Shaper or Did the story s..
Today's sin

Today\'s sin

A Poem by Sangria Green


Breaking breaking Sinning is what looking toward tomorrow means I want to hear the ties of the world Falling far behind me Face the facts you do..
And when they met

And when they met

A Story by Sangria Green


And when they met We are living in a cursed world; The boy looks to his father. The blood runs slowly down the man’s slack face. He turn..
Harp song for the lady

Harp song for the lady

A Poem by Sangria Green


In the time of war and strife we were losing the light in our eyes We were denying the truth of a life filled with the pain of ruthlessness unheed..
Never once wondered

Never once wondered

A Poem by Sangria Green


Maybe it’s a lie but I can’t comply to what you think of The strain makes my veins blue Thinking of what it truly was that made me ..
Mask

Mask

A Poem by Sangria Green


I wish I could drop this act Peel off my face for all to see Wish you could take off my mask But then I won’t feel free And I’m walki..
Mask 2

Mask 2

A Poem by Sangria Green


Its surprising how you can seem so in control of everything... but so helpless to change. I'm always so amazed when you come back alive... they sa..
I wish to fly

I wish to fly

A Story by Sangria Green


“I wish to fly” Story 1 A Fresh Start The scene begins on a rather hot morning in a powder blue bedroom of a spacious one story home of..
Thoughts of one

Thoughts of one

A Story by Sangria Green


He determinately smiles and the light blocks everything out until he gets his way. He tries his hardest for an impossible goal and what may seem to b..