Lost
I lost it. I lost what I had left. It was all I had that kept me going. Kept me breathing, kept sane and kept me praying for a better day. Every day this question torments my brain.
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I lost it. I lost what I had left. It was all I had that kept me going. Kept me breathing, kept sane and kept me praying for a better day. Every day this question torments my brain.
I see you pointing, Staring, Whispering my name Or rather the term you coined for me. 'There's his bird' With a snigger, cruel sneers Rubbing salt in the wound. No I'm not. I was. I am no longer.
I feel like i am dying Am I crying They ask me if I am ok I say I'm fine I am lying to them They are blind to see I am dying inside and the only thing comes out of me is crying They could not see...
I'm not ready. It happened before. Not ready to loose you. Not yet anyways. I love you. I miss you. I wish I could see you're smiling face. Just one last time.
she stares across the table fork poised midway to her lips balancing her salad on the fingers of her utensil divorce the word hits her like a ton of bricks divorce it feels so wrong in her mind it...
The lacerations to your facade Make it clear that you're full of lies. When you spill such bile all will know... That you deceived them all, every last guy. How does it feel to be bleeding...
After everything that I done to get to where I was I didn't feel as though deserved anything except a death sentence.
Rain, rain, go away, Because of you the pain will stay. Slit my throat, cut out my heart, Leave me here, tear it apart. I don’t need you anymore… Is what I think while tears pour.
Cyanide kiss and you drown in your drug, Restless sleep, your heart pumps gold blood And your lips turn blue. I watch you sleep and give you your air. Warm oceans rock you and sharks swim close by.
Teddy, I've been bad again, My mummy told me so; I'm not quite sure what I did wrong, But I thought that you might know.
Hey, I dreamed about you. I dreamed about you last night, Since you left out of my sight. In dream, I met my old mate, she told me she'd got a new boyfriend.
I admit that I thought there was only me, Please don't ask me why. I won't tell you it was what you said To make me feel so undead, Because without you, I won't die.
"How could you do this to me?", he looked at her and said: "It's quite a dark and scary place, to be inside my head." "I have never felt this feeling, that is pulling at my heart.
At nineteen she did the test Stared hard at what she saw Two tiny bloody lines Her mouth fell to the floor What would she ever do.
Why must that heart shaped stone pose upon my window payne. Stand there. Stay there. Be there. Remind me of the pain.
She spins beauty from her sorrow, Works her fingers to the bone, Pressing down on ebony And ivory, just so. Sonatas for the midnight sun So brooding, restless, dark.
She lay there on her back, staring up at the ceiling. She wasn't looking at anything in particular, just up. She reached her hand out and let it rest in the empty space beside her.
I screamed at the sight of this scene, not taking any notice as to what I was doing, causing the car I own and am sitting in to crash.
Chain me. Beat me. I have given my self, Wide awake, and dying for you. Sing your stranger's lullaby's, and leave me for dead. Give me a kiss of death, I've had so many.
So I spoke to her after a month and I couldn't hide my emotions, couldn't pretend that I didn't miss what we had. Guess what she tells me!.
A four-fingered print has been left in the mud, A marker for guilt and a promise of blood. Late was the hour when the lacking man left, Forsaking his loved ones and regretting his theft.
Truth Hurts Part Twenty Seven -----------Lisa's Point of View----------- "Christopher, I love you." Bang. The gunshot could have been heard for miles.. "Ah!!!" I screamed.
Her hair flows with the soft wind. I call her name out but she doesn't turn back. I hear the waves roaring louder and louder as she takes every step. The waves seem hungry, hungry for warm human...
Wrapped up in string goes the candlelit dinner, throw it in the fridge for another day. You said you'd be home by 6, its 9:30, you threw your promises away.