Exa Lectric : Writing

The Color Of Gold

The Color Of Gold

A Story by Exa Lectric


I ran down the street, watching the ground pass beneath me. The red brick road was rocky. Some bricks were higher than others. I focused on the..
Teardrops on Golden Pages

Teardrops on Golden Pages

A Story by Exa Lectric


I looked around the room. The candlelight created moving shadows all around the room. I felt safe here; among friends. In reality, no one could hea..
Manners Are Never Used Enough

Manners Are Never Used Enough

A Story by Exa Lectric


Given a choice, what would you choose? Would you be moral? Would you be selfish? Would you decide at all? I shall provide you will an example. ..
Lies Fall By You

Lies Fall By You

A Poem by Exa Lectric


The lights shine brightat the end of the tunnel;able to see past your lies.The lights shine brightas I sit here, waiting-- watching you fall.The light..
Found

Found

A Story by Exa Lectric


The water rippled softly. Crescent shaped waves disturbed the smooth glass surface. The reflection of the moon and the stars shone brightly on ..
Unmasqueraded

Unmasqueraded

A Poem by Exa Lectric


Behind the mask,hidden from sight,forgotten soul.Love, Freedom, Confinement-less.Bottled inside, never to leave.Ingrained in my brain.To remain a memo..
Skyward Bound

Skyward Bound

A Poem by Exa Lectric


I see bright stars in the sky,And I can't help but wonder why:What does their life imply?If the stars begin to cry,I won't continue to try:Then I wish..
Do You See Right Through Me? Do you see how what you do affects others? Do you see who suffers from

Do You See Right Through Me? Do you see how what y..

A Poem by Exa Lectric


Do you see how what you do affects others? Do you see who suffers from your games? Do you see who has to clean up after you? ..
A Twinkle of Life

A Twinkle of Life

A Poem by Exa Lectric


The cold encircles me,penetrating through to my bones,passing through as if I am a ghost. The numbness fills my bodyand my brain finally slows,down to..
Desperation

Desperation

A Poem by Exa Lectric


if i believed in a Godi would surely be going to visit his arch nemesisif a God does existHe must hate mefore i have done so much wrongi string people..