Rhenato Amayamoto

"Taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything, that only a fool can become something.”

F. Dostoevsky 

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My Sorrows
17 days ago
As I sit here in my sorrows, I look for the words that follow Alone and dead inside the tale of my sorrows 1 away from a death to my own Because I am so hollow As I sit here in this parking lot, dark ...
I Remember
17 days ago
I remember being 5 years old holding on to that door screaming I want to go no more! I remember drawing superheroes And you throwing them away pretending you knew nothing of where they would lay I rem...
The Boy Who Would Be King
18 days ago
The boy who would be King Born alone but a few things Left to the wolfs only his end what fate would bring shackled in a cell mind as well Little did they know what he would be one day the king is he ...
Walking Away
18 days ago
He called me today I had no words to say My anger still brimming from days long gone away What am I to say It's you that pushed me away Never admitting any wrong in anyway What am I to say I have no i...