Mind's Labyrinth
I didn't make the choice to let myself exist here, and somehow it bothers you but I will not shed a tear.
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I didn't make the choice to let myself exist here, and somehow it bothers you but I will not shed a tear.
Hello again, today is Saturday, December 8, 2012. What is love. Some say its when the breath of a person taken away just by being with the other person.
Its so wierd , i think about you all day and night , but never met you , and yet , i feel ive found my soul mate. My best friend. My lover. Then i realize , were so close but yet so far.
Temperamental; there's a word. Children should be seen and not heard. The early bird catches the worm. If you call yourself a man, then you'll never squirm, weep or cry.
A letter from a friend , Iranian friend Read it ...it is interesting ...
I'm not sad. I haven't lost anyone, or had my heart broken, or been close to death. In happy for that. Or at least I thought I was until now.
Happy birthday. 19 years. I can't believe it, you know. Those 19 years felt like they barely happen. Like you just jumped from being 1 to 7 then 12 then 18 and now you're 19, soon to be 20.
I woke up this morning with nothing to say,. That's unusual what's wrong with me today,. I usually can talk a mile a minute,. Have written a second poem before the first ones finished,.
What do you see nurses. . . . . .What do you see. What are you thinking .. . . . . when you're looking at me. A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise, Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .
Don't know, don't know if I can do this on my own. Why do you have to leave me. It seems I'm losing something deep inside of me. Hold on, on to me.
What is love. We all crave it. We all feel that it is our right to be loved. But love is not a right, love is a need.
I've been called many names. Bitch, slut, mols, knob head (said lovingly) mooch, and more. All mean a different thing, from person to person with different feelings and thoughts on me.
I Guess We All Do It... If I said I was a Fireman, You'd see me, bold and brave. A whizz with the ladies too, Sometimes I misbehave... If I told you I'm an Actress, What would you think of me.
#10wordchallenge Sorry bout being late, but still want to know your opinion(@Littlekitten). I first saw her in a mirror. A lovely young girl dancing, beneath a christmas tree.
Mirror me in the mirror, Life is what you make it. Mirror me in the mirror, Don't be afraid to take it.
I can see for miles tonight. Miles and miles and miles. So far, I can go all around, and see the back of me.
Sometimes all it takes is a smile to bring hope; lighten up the day, while others mope. Passers by with their eyes towards the ground; They should turn their frowns upside down.
It's funny how depression works one minute you're fine, the next you feel life's caving in one step at a time.
Inspired by @sarahgamal I am Strong poem. If I am strong, Then why when I am trying to be do I start to shake. If I am strong, Then why when I am yelled at tears will spring.
#adventchallenge The cold is here My friends are too Although I haven't seen them Robins where are you.
Everyday, I try to fit in with myself. Everyday, I try to explain myself to myself. Everyday, I talk to myself, about myself. Everyday, I confuse myself.
Is it really you I like Or is it the idea Is this my heart talking Or is this the fear Is it what you represent The actions that you make Is it really you I like Or the things that you say Do I...
Maybe life will work out, maybe in the end everything will be ok. I don't know. No one knows. We just have to hope everything will be ok. That one word, makes everything better and that word is hope.
I hear the train pass by again. Slowly I fall back into memories of then. Of all the things full of sin. And how I let it all seep in. I thank the powers for making this so.