Brooklyn : Writing

But Not

But Not

A Poem by Brooklyn


Alive but not livinghoping but not prayingsmiling without feelingtalking without sayingwanting without needneeding without knowledgehurting without ca..
Nightmares

Nightmares

A Poem by Brooklyn


Day dreams And nightmares. In my mind It’s so clear. But on the outside, In the real world, I wa..
Insanity

Insanity

A Story by Brooklyn


I'm sort of scared about what is happening to me. My stories used to have mainly happy endings--
Falling

Falling

A Story by Brooklyn


“Grandma,” I ask staring at the sky, “will you take me one day?” “Take you were?..
14

14

A Poem by Brooklyn


Here I am at fourteenI've got all these crazy dreamsI can't wait to beyoung, wild, and freebut the bars of my cageare all I see
Lion's Eyes

Lion's Eyes

A Story by Brooklyn


She woke up in a white room. White walls, white sheets, white tile floors. White is a very impractical color, she knew, so this must be some place wit..
Massacre

Massacre

A Poem by Brooklyn


My history class just watched The Patriot and this poem is about the evil Colonel on the British side. Nothing against British. Only this guy.
Fly Away

Fly Away

A Poem by Brooklyn


Don’t your wings get heavy? Doesn’t your heart get sore? You swear you’ll fly away Far away..
The End of a Reign

The End of a Reign

A Story by Brooklyn


A story about an evil king taking place in the renaissance time period.
The Grave

The Grave

A Story by Brooklyn


I followed my mother and father through the iron gates and into the cemetery. They walked side by side up the dirt..

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