The only friend of the deceased speaks.

A short story with a great deal of drama and coherence.

This dies in a deserted garden, never filled with love. (valentines day poem)

a collection of poems that i have written over the years concerning everything from romance, rejection, hatred, and mental unstableness

Odd and depressive. I'm not too sure about the genre here either, it's rather dark though.

This is very, very odd. Go on, tell me I'm losing my mind. (I'm not too sure about what genre this is. I'm not sure about *what* this is anyway).

about belief, giving up oneselves

Depression; mostly stuff about how I feel all the time