A Bitter FooL : Writing

A Cockroach

A Cockroach

A Story by A Bitter FooL


A girl wakes up after a drug induced blackout
Futility

Futility

A Poem by A Bitter FooL


I know that I never used to feel like this. I used to never think of death, or hear voices. I used to feel everything was in perfect order; a no..
Defeat

Defeat

A Poem by A Bitter FooL


It's in the eyes of the children,as they leave for the very first time.It's in the heart of the solideras he takes a bullet on the front line.It's in ..
Hell's Corridors

Hell's Corridors

A Poem by A Bitter FooL


Hell's corridors, blackened our minds, broke our bodies and stained our souls. Scorched dead land beckoned to us, offering the release. Innocence fo..
Hell

Hell

A Poem by A Bitter FooL


The idea of a heaven is hell.Eternal worship for some insecure prick?With sin being a product of free will, and heaven being without sin, is there n..