A Mistaken End...
Tears slip silently down her face, Her life is over- Such a waste. She's in so much pain, She cannot scream Cannot warn them before Shes done the deed.
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Tears slip silently down her face, Her life is over- Such a waste. She's in so much pain, She cannot scream Cannot warn them before Shes done the deed.
My life is perfect I have everything I need. There isn't anything I really greed. I don't understand why I am so depressed, Maybe I need some more rest.
Standing in a crowd, I can't help but shout allowed, Why can't you see me. Why can't you hear me. They say it's all my fault, They begin their verbal assault, Why am I not pretty. Why am I not witty.
A waterfall of fear, Drips in every tear. A torrential tear thunder, Is filled with so much wonder. A thousand spiky lies, Weaves its way into cries. Every piece of pain, Is totaled in a tear-rain.
I had to run away And I didn't care where As long as my heartache Didn't follow me there I could've lived in a forest. Or a desert. or on a farm.
#phrase The crimson blood, It binds me All the tears, They blind me. Growing cold, I can't see. All pear shaped, Leave me be. Time will never ever erase The broken hearts and dreams I chased.
No life in that ghostly face, Sitting wordless, gazing into space. Purple bags beneath eyes, Body numb from all the lies. Only life is ragged breath, Inches from life, inches from death.
P lagued by voices in my head A asking if that's what was said R ound and round my head it goes A lways checking before I go N ot in order need to fix that O r tap three times rat a tat tat I...
I may seem quiet to you. But I promise I'm not. I don't always talk, and I'm not always loud. But I promise I'm fun to be around. Once you get to know me. I try to be the best I can.
It's the solitude not the dark. That leads your mind astray. It's the idea that no ones coming. Despite how much you pray. It's a complete trick of your mind. There's no truth to what you fear.
They say I am a smiler. But underneath I cry. They say I'm always happy. But sometimes it's a lie. They say 'Oh she's the brightest.' I'm not, I only try.
My hand falls to my face, The black eye that I have, Harsh and fatal memories I can't erase, People I can not beat, A reputation I now keep, The deadly scars, My body holds, The bloody bruises, For...
I am not dependant, I do not need, Yet I can think of nothing else, Except this hunger I wish to feed.
It felt perfect, almost surreal. I forgot myself, I forgot them, I forgot the struggle and I forgot the pain. On a day as beautiful as this, it was tainted. With reality. With tears.
Walls contain me in the dark, Dripping black to swallow whole, Buried alive in shadow, Shrouding both my heart and soul.
© ZuperZed Empty eyes, endless hole. Feel the darkness surrounding my soul. My inner demons looking for a fight. Silent screams, another sleepless night. ...she... Bloodshot eyes filled with fear.
I once felt alone, A shallow, yet, Deep wound, On a darkened silhouette, Fading to grey, From black with a lost will to stay, But I kept swimming, Against the tide, Perhaps a complex, Or perhaps my...
Choked up. Crying hard. It hurts. So much. Feels like. A hole. Deep inside. My soul. How can. I be. So empty. But feel. so full. Like someone. Is pushing. Against my skull. Breaking me. From the.
Stand on the edge, Tied to a noose, Not too tight, Not too loose. Stepping off, One more thought, Granddad says You better not. Do not see me Way up here It's not your time, Nowhere near.
You haunt me daily like a friendly ghost, I don't know how to cope I try and try, remembering the reasons why I ought to have forgotten you by now I ought to have begotten you by now Now I know how...
Pound. Pound. Pound. A pounding. Deep in my head. Beating my brain. Steadily, it treads. I can't focus. It's drumming too loud. Inviting a grieving pain. Hanging as a cloud. Deeper. Louder. Harder.
My eyes are tired, Red with pain, Drained out, Like desert rain. Dull ache Through my bones, Crushed silk, Love on loans. Fairy wings Through locked doors, Unpainted walls, Red foot sores.
In the still of night And the quiet of Day I long not for endurance But choose to fade away For now I conform To the silent whispers And their thoughts Can't hang on any longer I long for the...
I tell a joke. Because I don't want to tell the truth. I laugh in place of crying. I fake a smile. So you don't have the proof. That inside...my soul is dying. I write down words.