When The Sun Gets Bright
When the nights get dark So do his eyes They look into mine, expression full of lies.
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When the nights get dark So do his eyes They look into mine, expression full of lies.
My mind is too fuzzy right now. It's way to fuzzy to breath. My mind is too fuzzy right now. And I'm hoping that somebody sees. Cause I'm lying here alone. All these marks upon my soul. I'm dyin here.
I remember when... --- I mean why does someone you cherish so much, disregard and hurt you.
Self harm references.
I still remember her claws digging in, twisting my skin. I still remember her roar, ill-abuse words, knocking me in. I still remember her smirk, daring me to speak -just to think.
#fiction. Stand there and watch,. Whilst I fall apart,. Ripping myself to shreds,. Like destruction is a form of art,. Watch me fall,. Don't walk on by,. Stand, be the audience,.
A single tear drop, Carrying vast amounts of pain, Sliding down slowly, Lonely, So then others come out, And join it down the decline, Suddenly like a waterfall, Running down my face, Why is it...
This life, lost -I no longer believe the need. This life, too dark -I often, cry, bleed. This life, encompassing -takes too much out, doesn't let me scream.
Been bludgeoned over again. Beat down from words that you said. It's taking me down. It's taking me down. Drowning me in my own tears. The feeling nobody cares. It's bringing me down.
What kind of world is this This world I call my own Were even a young child Is afraid of going home A world in which a man Will take innocence from a child Now their lives are lived in fear The...
#BeginningRhymes She decided she didn't care Me, I was the one that was there You didn't notice, you didn't see Do you even see the real me.
#acrostic. Maybe it's time to ask for help. Engage with a stranger and say. Look just stand there and listen. And let me get this pain out. Nowadays the desolation wins. Chased by repeated nightmares.
How can I know that nothing will ever happen between us. How can I know that on some level you don't feel the same as mee. How can I accept the fact that you don't love me, even a little bit.
I wonder if you'll experience what you did to me. Would you find it lonely sitting under a tree. On your own with a seat for one. When the clouds are always blocking the sun.
I awoke and touched a hand to my cheek. Received a reminder of just how weak. I've grown over the last few days. When I felt the tears rolling down my face. I supposed that you were in my dreams.
[Verse 1]. I see that I've done some harm. You go and I grab your arm. But you're pulling away. You run and you say. "You don't even know who you are". I'm trying my best to make new.
#acorn. Not feeling the pain anymore. Staring all day and night at the floor. Not wanting to cry anymore. My tears are dry as I told you before. Not wanting to talk anymore.
Wear my heart like a trophy, Though it's not much of a prize. Put my head on the cabinet, Cause there is love in my eyes. Put my flesh on display, Cause I'm aching skin deep.
I suffer when I'm with you You're a utopia You'll never be mine I suffer because of the life that awaits me Without you, my love I suffer because you don't care About everything I'm feeling ...
Sufro cuando estoy contigo Pues eres una utopía Tu nunca serás mía. Sufro con la vida que me espera Sin tenerte aquí mi cielo Sin lograr que me quieras Tanto como yo te quiero.
I am trapped within this broken mind. I am trapped with no way out. My heart that overflows with love. Is chained and leaden,-there's no doubt. My eyes which have seen so much.
The countdown began many weeks ago, Until I shatter to the ground, But how long the countdown was I didn't know.
I leave the door shut and clean just one cut So it's nothing but Echoes and thick streaks of smutt I used to be pretty Life thought it was witty and city, the whole world just granted me pity I'm...
I think back on my life,. I hate everything that I now am,. I've been through a fair strife,. I've not given all that I can,. I hate everything I have become,. I hate the shadows on my arms,.