Kaden Elias Sylvers : Writing

The Only One

The Only One

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers


The only one. THE ONLY ONE. I scream it, scream into the night, and I can’t stop thinking about you, now why can’t I, this is histo..
DANGEROUS

DANGEROUS

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers


I don’t even know you I know everything about you I want to spend every day with you You don’t even know me I want to let you into my ..
This That I Fear

This That I Fear

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers


But what is it, that I fear, my cold reflection in the windowsill looks frightenly like her, like someone she could like, but what is it, this fe..
Bleed Out

Bleed Out

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers


Punching at his face through the computer screen and the world crumbles beneath my feet, I'm punching at dustNo one is there and words won't be saidI..
So Bizarre

So Bizarre

A Story by Kaden Elias Sylvers


So Bizarre “Hello fellow horseman of the apocalypse!” he called, a sort of cynical maniacal glee in his eyes. The darkness of many year..
Sort of A Little Bit Almost Slightly Psychotic

Sort of A Little Bit Almost Slightly Psychotic

A Story by Kaden Elias Sylvers


Authors Note: No characters are based on real people. Yes, I train martial arts, but I randomly chose one of the four martial arts I train and selec..
and that nothing is stopping you...

and that nothing is stopping you...

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers


The best possible thing you can do with your life is be as strange as you can possibly be, all the while doing whatever you feel like doing, wheneve..
Tumors At Midnight

Tumors At Midnight

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers


Invisibility is a mask I crave sometimesIpeal it away to be nakedNaked in front of other naked peopleRaw, exposed, dirtysecrets colliding at the spe..
My Body Betrays Me

My Body Betrays Me

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers


Sometime's I'd rather stay in a dark room in the shadows where I can't see myself and no one can see me Sometimes I'd rather hide but sometime..
He Is Awake

He Is Awake

A Poem by Kaden Elias Sylvers


We are always changing to the pulse of new life the dark rain falling in these tremoring times redefining reforming a whole new world lies bu..

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