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Alexander Writes

Tag: Mental Illness

  • The Serial Killer – Part 2

    HOLLYWOOD IN FLAMES – The Serial Killer Part 2 – Hollywood in Flames. I kill and mangle insides without a second thought, but I love Grace more than life itself. I do wonder sometimes while she is within my arms if she will ever amount to being a monster like her mother. “Mommy’s going to […]

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    Still Here

    I am still here. I’ve been busy working on my new novel. Sorry I had to disappear on everyone. I will keep you posted. Thanks for all the love. Drop me a message and I will reply. Be good to one another and I will see you all soon. Love you all! Alex

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    Saved By An Angel – Part 2 – Fallen

    Saved By An Angel – Part Two As people shoulder straight through Jack, he seems unmoved by their barge, walking side by side with me. Crowds of people are herding either towards school or work, the whole sidewalk is ram-packed. “Okay, time for a game changer, Natalie. What I am planning to do is to […]

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    Love Madness

    A storm just for me ripples the very skies; rain-veins on the windows as my candle burns with a hiss. I just killed a man, not a man but myself. My sanity has gone forever and all that this world is left with is the condition. From the clouds their improper faces which glare at […]

  • What Type Of Writer?

    For my Writing Friends I stand now; I stand a man with no future as of yet, twiddled by his past and troubled by his condition but still I stand toe to toe – nose to nose with this epic-fail named my life. Yes it may have a detrimental state on my being but in life’s […]

  • This Pen Is A Monster, It’s The Only One That Gets Me

    This pen is a monster; it’s the only one that gets me! I’m coming for it all, one last stand on every piece of paper, crumple it up and use them as bombs or make myself paper aeroplanes. Extremists, Haha! Please… I’m an extreme extremist; I eat terrorists as if they were bubble-gum, see what […]

  • Wordless

    I treasure my secrets so this world cannot find me. An Xmarks the spot; this is why I write when I am cross. I will wait here for you, I will always be here. Keep digging the dirt from on top of me; you will never uncover my truth. Set sail for a better life, towards […]

  • This Is The Look You Give When People Are Talking And All You Want To Do Is Write!

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    The Rambling’s Of An Unsuccessful Writer

    Please read it all, it will make sense at the end – Thank you. Writing is my religion, paper is my temple; now kneel before my God, pen! Your words are senseless, copy – copy – copy – copy. The rules of this writing game, is to take what others have done and rewrite it; […]

  • The Worst Writer In The World

    That would be me… The Worst Writer in the World The world hatched and gave birth to me, silver linings are traced over with bad-luck; I’m mad as fuck, not even military precision prayers could save this mutant of the pen. A pill in my mouth, a bee in my bonnet, high as the clouds, […]