Esteem
I hold you up in the highest esteem. Proud to be part of your life. But what Morsel do I receive. I battle daily with my own low self esteem. Only sit and dream of what could be.
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I hold you up in the highest esteem. Proud to be part of your life. But what Morsel do I receive. I battle daily with my own low self esteem. Only sit and dream of what could be.
A solitary creature Seems I'll be forever alone Nobody to stand beside me, No hand to hold I'm not looking for someone, I can do things on my own Although I am very curious About the unknown On...
I'm standing in my dimly lit hallway. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Overwhelmed with emotions I have yet to figure out. So scared of what people have to say and think of me.
Standing here against the tide, Of pointless, selfish anger, Words wash down your hurtful tone, And chill my passion to the bone, Naive, thoughtless, clueless, dumb, Careless, stupid (list goes...
An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.
#household @misslittleDHP. I wear a knife strapped to my wrist,. A cold, glass blade of ice,. I hold it in my pale fist,. And aim it, quite precise,. One strike, it takes,. To bring her down,.
In isolation Silence..... Looking to myself to find a way Began to vary and sway. As the mind is lost In.... Confusion Constant hunger to strive.
#household Sometimes I wonder if anyone would care if I died. I stare at a blank wall with a knife in my hand. My mind screams cut. But my heart says put the knife down.
#household Finally I'm alone. Now's my only chance. I'm so sick of all the pain.
You hear a secret that can't be told. Go down on your knees and swear, I will hold this secret tight and never let it go. Look once, just a glimpse is it all it takes. Look for people wondering by.
They say I'm lazy, What a shame, But I'm really not the one to blame, It's my brain, It says don't move, It's say don't ever pick up your room, It says take it slow, You wouldn't want to stub your...
If my world was made with edges, On the tip I'd always be. Resentful that I had the choice... And that security prevailed me. If my world was made with edges, You'd find me at every join.
[err... Yeh... Bad words ahead.] Please don't, Don't do this to me. Don't say you love me. Don't say you care. Make your damn eyes look elsewhere. I can't do this, I can't break your heart.
if I could say,. will you pay,. beg me to stay,. or is this our last day,. secrets to tell,. thoughts to sell,. if my feelings fell,. it'd all come pouring out,. and I'd forget how it felt,.
Reality stings like the rose of a thorn, As harsh as a rider's whip, As cold and as cruel as the vast Winter's wrath, And as chillingly rash as a hit.
What am I afraid off. Is it the 'new-ness' of it after being comfortable in my own little bubble. Is it the bitter past. Perhaps, is it just my own insecurities .
Breaking hearts is what you do best, ill leave the other girls to figure out the rest. You tore me apart and threw me away, but I gotta keep going on though the day.
Honestly, I'm my own worst enemy. I say and do Stupid things I know I'm not suppose to. Sometimes I feel like the madness is taking over my brain. The truth is I drive myself insane.
Box full of matches, spark them light the blackness. The future's full of madness, I think we need some practice. I can be an actor you can be actress.
You sit in the corner You sit in the sink You sit almost everywhere I think Not to any value Respect or care You can hear it softly lisp It's not fair Get out of my mind And out of my sight I'm...
Let's sit a while. Pretend things are different. I need to ignore. My feelings for you, I cannot confront. We can never be. A togetherness that cannot begin. But if I'm honest.
I miss the time when words came easily, when I'd spend my days thinking up ideas and my evenings writing them down.
My hearts aching From what he's been saying I replay it all in my head As I get ready for a special event I don't believe him But ignoring isn't my only whim I want to leave here For a birthday...
I want to talk, but who to talk to. In here there is no one what should I do. The mistake it is in my mind. I want to forget it I want it to hide.