Lionhearted One
Small but already steadfast, Sword and shield in your grasp, Helmet and breastplate of brass, A hero, we foresee down your path.
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Small but already steadfast, Sword and shield in your grasp, Helmet and breastplate of brass, A hero, we foresee down your path.
He could taste the blood in his mouth, and he knew that he was hurt. He could not feel below his waist, as he choked on the dust and dirt.
The last love. The last hug. The last kiss. The last tug. I love you. Your my love. My hope. My dreams. I dreamt of you. Coming during the night. Giving me a fright. You said "I love you too".
#household. Just above the fireplace. Upon the mantelpiece. Past Pandora's Box. Underneath the golden fleece. Next to last nights moonbeams. That I keep inside a jar. Beside the box of stardust.
Stay away from me September, you and I will nevertheless be friends. You fill my year with sadness, that lingers and never ends. Each year on your arrival, the sun is stolen from the sky.
#household. One day I'd like a fireplace. To place the only memento I've got. A beautiful Victorian fireplace. Upon it I would sit a clock. A clock given to my grandfather.
The worst type of crying is the silent one. The one when everyone is asleep. The one where you feel it in your throat, and your eyes become blurry from the tears. The one where you just want to...
To those of you who supported me when I found out about my cousin Charlie who drowned... My little cousin has been pronounced brain dead.
Everyday is like Walking with Missing limbs, Eating with No sense of taste, Looking through Misted lenses, Colours faded, A rainbow Of grey. All the people Are faceless.
#augustwriteaday. A wanderer went searching. For a broken heart. Not sure when it would end. Not too sure where to start. He wandered in the traffic. Looking out for clues. He knew he may not win.
It seemed in slow motion, She never touched the ground, Memories flooded like an ocean, Through my ears the sound, Many years have passed, Soul sisters we always were, How did it all go so fast, All...
. Is it a little naive to grieve something that will soon be lost, or some line soon to be crossed.
Take the needle from your arm, You were once so full of charm You poisoned your mind, You poisoned my heart, One of a kind, Now you're ripped apart Your silver-grey eyes Once glistened like...
When things get hard, and your pushed to the ground the weak stay down, accept their defeat, the strong, stand up, and show the world that even at their worst they can live.
It's unbearable. Unbelievable. How much I. Miss you. Pining like an. Abandoned dog. I'm walking. On broken glass. Limping through. My life-warzone. And there's a. Sucking hole. Where my heart.
Ok just a note this is not offensive to anyone or isn't meant to be taken as a personal attack this is all true life events and people's names in this are real.
I remember the days of us three together. Sitting watching the sunset without a care. But now you are gone. First you died of cancer, didn't you mum. Then you died in a car acident, didn't you dad.
The night draws in around me. Like black velvet wrapped across us. Warming my arms like a blanket. Giving me refuge from the endless pain. Calling my name in the nighttime.
My life is up and down. Thought the stars. Below the ground. I got the cuts. I got the scars. In my heart. You make me bleed. Im ridiculed. For my love. My car is fast. But I'm behind.
This may come as a surprise to you Kate but, thinking about our times together, and the fun we have shared, and the people that we have met, I have to say in all sincerity that I have fallen deeply...
I left it in the china shop. You know the one on fifth street. I left it there and when I went back, it wasn't there.
~Rich~ my phone rang as soon as Id finished Leias note. "Hey," I answered. "Make it quick, Im getting ready to go and visit Leia." "Im sorry, Rich." It was Ian. "Sorry for what?" I asked, nervous.
She's lying on her hospital bed, Holding out her hand, In a day I know that she'll be dead, In heaven she'll land.
Seems that you are gone I could feel it on the air I reached for you this morning You were no longer there Likely you are gone Did you even come home I was tired, asleep And wouldn't have known Seems...