• foost commented on the post, polo 4 years, 9 months ago

    Marco, I shouted. Polo, my dreams replied. All I needed was to follow that sound, that slow steady beat of my heart, but fear of disappointment and failure haunted me every single day (not to mention the inevitable debt I would fall into). Vet school was my dream. Saving lives and valuing lives of helpless animals. My fear was strong, but my…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, never 4 years, 11 months ago

    I never though life would be like this. I had idolized the future, but every day that I go, I realize that it’s going to be a long and tedious task to follow my dreams. Years of struggling will hopefully lead to years of success. But what do we measure success as? Money? Love? Family? Happiness? Our society’s definition doesn’t make sense to me.…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, gust 5 years ago

    A gust of wind made the wisps of her hair go in her eyes. He smiled and gently wiped them away. Slowly, he lowered his head and kissed her. She had been waiting for this moment since the first time they saw each other. Waiting was probably one of the best decisions of her life.

  • foost commented on the post, mountainous 5 years, 4 months ago

    I stared at the mountainous landscape, just taking in the vastness and surreality of everything around me. It was so beautiful it took my breath away and even distracted me long enough to truly relax and not think about my life. I was so sick of the what ifs, the future, and the past. I knew it was time to live in the present and take every day as…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, fought 5 years, 4 months ago

    I fought for what we had, but him, he seemed to care less, always too busy with his friends and or just completely stolid towards me. He was never able to fully let go of himself and completely fall for me. There were constant walls with him. All I needed to see was that he was willing to rely, lean on, and need me in his life, yet I felt that…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, miraculous 5 years, 4 months ago

    I used to think that our love was miraculous, a love chosen by the gods. Yet, the longer we stayed together the quicker that amazing feeling dissipated. It was to the point where everything was fake and forced. I no longer knew what was real and what was fake. I hid my true feelings, thinking that a some point the right time will come to talk…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, withhold 5 years, 5 months ago

    I can no longer withhold from grabbing him and screaming, “I need more, I need to feel wanted and needed.” It has almost become impossible, as our communication degrades our relationship has become a sunken pit of fake emotions. Yet, I can’t let go, knowing how it used to be and craving that same feeling again. How do I know what to do? I know I…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, belated 5 years, 7 months ago

    “Happy Belated Birthday!”everyone shouted. I just stood there and blushed. Attention is not something I want much of, I’d rather spend a quiet day relaxing alone. But, since everyone thinks birthdays are such a big deal, I need to put on the fake smile and pretend I’m not missing him today. Nighttime will be the time I can mourn and feel the loss…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, compensate 5 years, 7 months ago

    I wondered if the success would compensate the years I worked and sacrificed. It’s so easy to lose sight in what matters… But I guess that’s what happens when you want to change the world and leave an impact on those that follow you. With a world full of so many shadow people, we need some to step out in the light to lead the way.

  • foost commented on the post, starlit 5 years, 7 months ago

    The starlit path was all I could see, everything else was surrounded by darkness. As I walked, I knew it was taking all the faith in me not to turn back to what I knew. This path was the only way to finally escape the clutches of the known and find a way into the unfamiliar. The unfamiliar to many is terrifying, but to me it’s a world of endless…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, cinema 5 years, 7 months ago

    I heard “Cinema” come on the radio and was instantly drawn back to that day. The day of pure happiness and love. The day where for once in my life I felt good enough, I felt loved, and I felt accepted. That day haunts me, knowing what could be, but knowing that feeling will never again come back…

  • foost commented on the post, unkempt 5 years, 7 months ago

    She’s walked in the room hair flying and seemingly unkempt. Her face was the definition of chaos, her mouth set in a line of determination, her body tense and ready to go. Times like these, the most hectic, the most stressful are the times that her true ability and confidence comes out. It’s not all about appearance; it’s about the inner strength…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, strive 5 years, 8 months ago

    I strive to become something more, something great, someone who impacts this dark world and adds some light. But with that comes expectation, which as Shakespeare supposedly said, “Is the root of all heartache.” It seems that it becomes an unbearable pressure; one that causes my knees to buckle, stomach to knot up, and heart to race. Failure is…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, firearm 5 years, 8 months ago

    As I sat pondering, I remembered the firearm hidden in my bottom drawer. It scared me to have one so near, such a deadly object. Our world is so full of destruction, hate, and death. Any other time I would say, oh yes, this is a helpful tool for our survival… but anymore it just reminds me of the world and what it’s becoming. Why is it in such a…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, trumpets 5 years, 9 months ago

    The Christmas music blared with trumpets in the background. As I sat alone in my new apartment I wondered, is this really all life has to give me? Am I really going to sacrifice my happiness to work towards my lifelong dream and goal? Sometimes, without the answers it is hard to carry on. Someday, maybe once I reach this dream, misery won’t be my…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, piano 6 years ago

    Sounds of the piano floated up from below. My father called it “saloon music.” I called it beautiful. Piano sounds have a way of calming me. As the notes sift through my ears, I can feel my mind resting and my muscles melting. Maybe this is the only escape I’ll ever need…

  • foost commented on the post, efficient 6 years ago

    In a world full of so much beauty it’s nearly impossible to be efficient. Distractions of nature, of life, and humanity. I always wonder what the world would be like without so much work and more enjoyment.

  • foost commented on the post, measure 6 years ago

    I don’t know how they measure what makes a good person. Is it the good deeds? The success? The smartness? The kindness? Anymore, a good person is considered someone that just hides all their skeletons in the closet. But, doesn’t everyone have skeletons? Maybe we are thinking of a “too perfect” image…maybe what makes a good person is simply…[Read more]

  • foost commented on the post, scuba 6 years ago

    I’ve always wanted to go scuba diving. Getting to see those beautiful fish, coral, sharks, and the mysteries of the sea is something I would love to experience. So much of this world isn’t seen, so anytime a new opportunity pops up, get your ass up and go for it.

  • foost commented on the post, beckoning 6 years, 1 month ago

    The night came quickly… after such a long stressful day the stars were beckoning me to come and join them. Flicker flicker flicker, I was lost, finally escaped from this world and not turning back. Good bye past, hello new beginning.