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Drizzles of Fireflies surround The distant Crystal sphere. Frosty blaze Endeavors Against misty Shadows, as if To illuminate the Dimness within, Yet it fails.
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Drizzles of Fireflies surround The distant Crystal sphere. Frosty blaze Endeavors Against misty Shadows, as if To illuminate the Dimness within, Yet it fails.
Inspired by the incredibly talented @wolfie post "Book Of Flaws" I hope you don't mind mate I flicked through and found my name eventually in the index I was a little confused as a few, not many,...
Send me home. Before the storm. Don't leave me standing in the rain. Beating at your door. Oh send me home. Send me home. Let me climb into my own bed. Where I may rest my sorry head. Oh send me home.
And I lay here. And I look upon the bay before me. I see all that my life has longed for before me. The reflection tells me how long it has waited for me. I stare deeper and see shiny orange.
#household Heard it on the radio Very late last night The world is gonna end In a brilliant flash of light They're not sure when And they're not sure how You'll need your factor one million Panic...
I am cold, Colder than ice, Still, No breath, No heartbeat, Baited in the snow, A brilliant blue, An icicle hanging low.
Crashing tides against still rocks. Washing machines full of odd white socks. Broken dreams of a once hope filled child. Spoken screams of one usually so mild.
I wake up this morning, To a promising start. For the sun is brightly up, And I have a beating heart. I will not complain, About having to arise. When I'm in perfect health, There will be no sighs.
Seconds in their fractions upon fractions do not stop and think of how fast a minute of the hour go by,.
Have you ever looked into the stars. Have you ever been draw in by there beauty. Have you ever thought that on day you could get closer, and be among them.
Are we all really slaves. But to who. Did we do to this ourselves.
It's a cruel world, you're on your own but you don't know it. Open your eyes. Yesterday we were just children, playing games, having fun; but we had to grow up. Open your eyes.
I've rusted over, Ran out of time. I'll embrace the fact, I'm way last my prime. I've gone off, moved a different way. But truth be told, You can't stop that day.
(A little metaphorical story) I watched it drop, falling to earth. To craters and holes, it gave birth. Not stopping, just rolling, rolling around. Until God found his remaining pound.
Transparent her ideas. To be the person I never wish to be. "Morals far too high. You'll never reach the sky". "dreams killed by your lack of disguise". Why is never answered by the wise.
Tranquil serenity, most peaceful by far,. The flickering shadow beneath the stars,. Such a brilliant sadness, wonderful, true,. Liquid beauty, eternal, ever so blue,. Lit by fires that rest in flies,.
Going too fast,. The bonds are still tight,. Clever but clueless,. Lost in the light,. Stumble in meadows,. Sing in the park,. Flicker, so hopeless,. Dance in the dark,. Voices are calling,.
Only god can judge me for what I do, he is my witness to all I choose, During and after, it is life that I talk of, it's one big mystery, it's earth I will walk off, Bring me close to all we have...
Embrace the night. And submit to its suggestion. Welcome it's silence. Theres no more to question. Release the shadows. That shape your mind. Translate the darkness. And redefine. Accept your slumber.
I could kiss the sharp night air, Make breathless love to the, Goddess Nocturnal, I've fallen for her umbra, I'd gladly sell my soul to her, If I could live on as a star, Shining, a beacon, after...
I wonder how lonely those stars get, Hanging so far away, half of them have never been met. And it's a wonder they don't just drop from the sky, I hope none suffer from vertigo, up that high.
-Contains strong language- Sometimes I wonder If life is keeping score... Because it enjoys fucking me over And treating me like a whore. Well, life i'm fed up And if you don't cut me a...
I don't recognize, My own reflection, In the mirror. That's how long it's been. I stare, And stare, And I still don't know, Who she is.
Mind: numb Cogs: still whirring... Body: aches Eyes: nothing occurring. There's life in here, but who turned the lights out. Who said "Forget it", then gave my brain the wipeout.