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The lurgie slides down my throat,. A sniffle escapes my nose,. A sneeze explodes over my new coat,. My throat burns and I'm all cold,. 17 layers all over,.
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The lurgie slides down my throat,. A sniffle escapes my nose,. A sneeze explodes over my new coat,. My throat burns and I'm all cold,. 17 layers all over,.
#emotion All alone in my darkened room The life I chose had brought such doom Not awake Yet not asleep I have no sanity Left to keep Staring blankly Into space When i look in the mirror I see no...
I can only take you seriously when you actually mean it. Inserting bad words really doesn't help unless you say it to my face.
My heart is metal,. With cranes and cranks,. A common know-it-all,. As tough as tanks,. My heart is deep red,. Filled with passion,. And building dread,. From a love ration,. My heart is blue,.
#household #procrastination Rich hues of fiery red set the sky aglow Soft pinks and tangerine dreams alight upon my soul.
Embrace the night. And submit to its suggestion. Welcome it's silence. Theres no more to question. Release the shadows. That shape your mind. Translate the darkness. And redefine. Accept your slumber.
I am a little twinkling star. A-shining down on thee. And I'm looking for some others. To keep me company. As I look from the heavens. Down on the Earth below. Beating hearts, I see by the dozen.
So simple a question yet I cannot answer. Why must I have to think logically. Why not it be simple and put into a equation. But no, I have to think outside the box.
#youngwritershousehold You're my mirror, Just look at your beauty, Inside and out, it's there, I have made my routine, And then your beauty, I'll share.
People try to sum up their life,. With songs, words or pictures,. But if your mind is partly complex,. I guess it would be a mixture,. Not one line can describe me,. No word is perfectly right,.
Is forgiveness given or taken. Will past hurts sleep or awaken. Can you relent, so others find solace. Can you offer it fully or an empty promise.
Do they know My pain has grown Do they see The true me Will they notice My troubles in this Will they recognize The wreck of life, I call mine Chorus: Do they know. Do they see.
@LittleKitten #mirror #youngwritershousehold Mirror mirror, This mirror mimicks Every single move Mirror mirror, Who is hiding On the other side of you. Mirror mirror, How does she look.
What have I ever done to you. To make you lie, so cruel. What have I ever done to you. To provoke this harshest duel. Why must you lie straight in my face. Why must you lie to me.
Mind: numb Cogs: still whirring... Body: aches Eyes: nothing occurring. There's life in here, but who turned the lights out. Who said "Forget it", then gave my brain the wipeout.
Now and then I will wonder To myself I ask, why do I bother.
Wanderer alone,. The unknown is home,. With a whole. world to roam,. The streets wept,. While the sun slept,. Lost in a masked ball,. Dancing through. faces & phases,. Masquerade of lights,.
You act as if you're made of oil, Frictionless and thin. A sheet of plastic gliding past, An empty bag of skin.
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I'm right here. Where are you. I know my place. Do you. I'm talking. Are you listening. I'm hearing. Are you talking. I'm believing. Can you. We are the same. Humans alike. My mind is mine.
Now, from these eyes Stream rivers of broken Hymns, troubled thoughts And shattered dreams; Crippled soul shackled by The shadows of your falsity, Tormented with thorns of Deviousness and pretense.
Stalking my nightmares,. Haunting my dreams,. Mirroring all of lifes uncertainties,. Behind the walls of sleep,. Wrapped in bed sheets,. A ghost in the walls,. With a silent scream,.
I am a single act of kind, I am free of heart and mind. I am a second chance, a gleam of hope. I am a hand, a length of rope. I am a friendship kept alive, I am the final chance to strive.
Stay away from him, He's a wallflower. He knows not of fun But he knows, He knows so much. Too much. He will understand, The horrible and selfish things you do.