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Contains a few swears!!!!!!!!.
Happy, was I, ignorant, Now everything has changed, Now I don't know where I am, Feel lonely and estranged.
Memories from past days Recollect in the dusty drain And then I saw your face Odd. Now it's spilling As we talk it's dripping Empty space is splitting Odd.
I am the depth of a mirror - one quarter inch, or less.
I shall not waste any more Clear skies and long goodbyes On trivialities and melancholy, For days skip past, impelled on, And ever forward by the incessant Turning of the earth and Rising, setting of...
Stop pretending, Show your true self. Remove the mask, And say you regret it from the start.
The eyes are a gateway to our soul,. They look determined when we want to reach a goal,. They give you away when you are lying,. The tell tale water when you are crying,.
Contains Swearing. Fuck this generic world. You actually have no clue. The ugly human characteristic That removes you from the truth. For when they say to take a step back. I take more than two.
Gaze into the mirror, Lock gaze with your own eyes, See them widen/shallow breathing, Signs of your surprise.
There has to be a day For there to be a night There has to be a death For there to be a life If it ended all today Would you put up a fight.
The human mind can wander down so many paths Along the darkest desolate alleyways, or perhaps a dead end full of wrath.
I always loved it. When the heavens. Turn grey and dark. Raindrops would fall. Touhing the ground. The haunting sound. Of the rain when they fall. Would echo around. The rush of the town.
Hello again, and today is Monday, November 12, 2012. In a year's time many things change. Last year I didn't even remotely think that I'd be where I am now.
Who, how, what, when, where and why. Who the bearded Ghandi in the name of Jesus, Hell am I. I am in such a state of disarray, I cannot seem to know, If I am one way or the other, Who am I.
I am blank. There's nothing there. So I'm just free writing. See what appears. It won't make sense. But that's okay. I'll wake with words. Later on today. So this is me. Without much thought.
I come to the corner of my mind. A place shadowed and black. A baron abyss. No way back. Every teasing turn. Wills me to sanity. A safe haven. Once free. As I tiptoe into lost awareness.
There's only so far I'm willing to go. Only so much weight I'm willing to throw. So much space for me left to grow. So much time spent not high, but low. There's only so long I'm willing to wait.
This road is smooth, So I'll make a bump - Slow down the speed, Let the Tarmac crack and grow with weeds, This road is smooth, So perhaps take heed, I make my potholes, I drink the n.e.e.d.....
Have you ever wondered what your purpose on earth is. Or, what you want your life to look like. I'm pretty sure you have. I do, all of the time. Maybe even too much.
Hello again, and today is Thursday, November 8, 2012. Do you ever get that feeling that a million ideas are just flying around in your head. Ideas flying around like bees near a flower.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Do you have the guts, the gall. Can you break before you fall, And show the truth, obey my call. Can you see out, beyond my skin. Portray what really lies within.
Darkness likes November November likes its darkness. Time for surrender And sleep for months restless.
I never really saw myself as who I am now. Trying to find people who are like me but at the same time not. I'm contradicting myself again. Here, I'll most likely be at home.
Don't you hate endings. Like literally. They cause these unsorted feelings inside that makes you frown and sad and and really annoyed.