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Beneath every surface is a story waiting to be written- yesterday it was furnaces and kilns, today I'm chasing windmills. My future holds tin mines and monasteries. What will tomo..
Longing for your touchI dare to feel your presenceWhen the world is asking to muchI try to turn my heart toward heavenFalling short more often than notBut yet you still remindThat ..
I'll be expressing what am I feeling right now in this entry. To kick it off, I'll go straight to the point. I feel so damn frustrated and disappointed. It feels like I'm carrying ..
I deleted your number from my phone today And you would think that would show my salvation from you But I've deleted and re-added it to many times to forget So, that 27... will rem..
And I feel oldI feel so coldAnd my soul’s been through enoughWould you happento be the guide?My demons, they’ve been calledSummoned, chanted, lit the fireGreeted them with open..
Dear stranger,I haven't posted about anything in what seems like FOREVER... I have been writing, though. Mostly, it's just been short stories; I'll probably upload some of them soo..
(Photo: A and B's lemonade stand)June 26, 1984 - Plainview, TexasAndy loved McDonald's trading post, as I knew he would. An inventor's paradise! We spent about an hour looking all ..
We used to laugh, I used to sing Now we never do these things. You sit and drink, I sit and read There's more to life that I need. Where are the people we used to be. We used to ..
I had a new follower (and fellow doccler writer) ask a question after he read my first entry titled, 'Awakening', in my Breaking Free journal.He first stated that he had read art..
A woman takes her time to get dressed. Shimmery clothes. Painted lips.Colourful bangles. The right dress.In the absence of her significant other, she wonders why she gets dressed w..