A Soul Needs A Mate?
. . . Do I have a Soul. Does it fill a hOle. Inside me and yoU, Helping in alL we do. Making me... Me. And does it need Another To be... whole. To join as one, in lovE...
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. . . Do I have a Soul. Does it fill a hOle. Inside me and yoU, Helping in alL we do. Making me... Me. And does it need Another To be... whole. To join as one, in lovE...
Vivian, don't read this again until September 2013. Well I really want to know how exams went... Right now you're stressed out to the max. by life in general.
Recently I've been quite down I'm often wrinkled in a frown I've had some fairly anguished thoughts As through bad dreams my brain, it sorts But then, arising out the blue A happy moment,...
Ok, so Opuss has been in my life for 6 months now, so I hereby dedicate his poem to Opuss, and everyone within.
I look into the mirror, Who is that looking back at me. I certainly don't recognise them, Deep blue eyes that stare into mine make me feel nervous.
I'm going to try and write something from my heart. However I think it will be quite hard. Every time I let my defence down. I am left looking like a clown.
Day number 2, And the welcome has been great, So thank you everyone for your kind words, And for making it feel like fate.
It's so hard to appreciate everyone. It's so hard to stay happy at times like this. Every time I get upset, I go back to that one main thing that makes me even sadder.
(An #acorn I might have to repost every few weeks..) I wish I could express my wink When I post about what I think. Please don't take offence at what I say It's just me and I roll that way.
Dear Past Beloved, The me of old I'm writing, urging, don't give in Life does have its ups and downs Some you lose and some you win I write to tell you there is hope As you teeter by your...
#acrostic C an't you see that these are chaotiC . H ate these things, they're always over in a flasH. A rgh. No moments when I yell "AhA!" L eave me alone. I'm trying to defeat this eviL.
I sit here alone with that glisten to my eyes. All becomes hazy as I think through my life. Have I ever done anything I wanted. The answer I don't know cause I still hold me back.
I'm not going to lie, I went through some shit in 2012 .. And I'm not going to just lean back, relax, and forget about it. I'm slowly fixing up the pieces ..
I could cry, Let out a sigh, Tension high, Not sure why. Nothing really matters, Compliments won't flatter. By day I'm getting fatter, Trying to get by.
Dear past 2012 has its ups and it's down. Like you’ll get a distinction in Lamda and you’ll suddenly understand Chemistry.
Dear Bethan, Hello. Don't panic. This letter really is from your future self. After five minutes it will self destruct, so I recommend you read quickly. 2013 will be... Well, it'll be a year at...
#opussweeklychallenge Dear me Oh what a year this forthcoming one will be; The complicated mix of joy, sadness, jubilation and pain; Tested to your limit; The strength of your inner soul and heart...
This year your heart will heal, you continue to learn and grow as a person and continue to edge closer to the freedom you crave.
I know I'm not the only one That is literally so alone That feels totally hollow But now that emptiness is known It's me, for once A feeling I never thought I'd feel I think about my friends And...
There's a million things about me you don't know. Like I can never wear socks to bed. Or that I chew my lip when I think. Or that i’m a bit of a clutz. That I love scary movies.
I think im nice to people and when people say that i agree with them but there are two people i think i could be nicer to.
Hey you. Just a few pointers in the upcoming year. First in January, you'll have a regular New Year, no surprises. Well, skip a few months and we come to June. Yes, your birthday in April will be...
#opussweeklychallenge Hello you. It's New Year's Day, so Happy New Year. Just a quick note to let you know what's coming up in 2012. Well, you'll remain married. All year, which is good. And work.
Theres a funny way with poems. That i dont just dont get. Rymes limiy what you say. I havnt writen a good one yet. All the rymes they limit you. And stop you saying it properly.