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-An oldie of mine. Probably from 10-12 era..
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-An oldie of mine. Probably from 10-12 era..
~Another poem I wrote for school~ ~Also received a B~ ~About a SUV (Mainly a Land Rover)~ ~My favourite poem out of all the ones I have written~ ~Enjoy~ Not a red, heart-shaped box, full of...
I open my eyes for the first time, But I never saw her face. I hear people speak for the first time, But I never heard her voice. I don't know who she was, But somehow she is everything.
#youngwritershousehold 'You have arrived at your destination' The sat-nav says to me, Though this is the furthest from the truth, That it'll ever be, For my heart is back at home, And so is my...
I feel restless. The kind that you feel within your core. The thing that makes you feel weary. Even though you haven't done anything. I am tired. That I often gave out a huge sigh.
A theory for the fallen. A note may rest in piece. She wrote it down on a piece of paper so she could put her mind at ease. A theory for the fallen, it's always bad when it's bad.
Hello, goodbye Can you see me as I fly Right on by Like a satalight, oh so high Tonight Count the starbursts as they align Pick a random thought that crosses my mind Picture this, picturesque...
When the day. Turns to night. You feel insecure, not alright. I'll be there. To stand by you. I'll bring the light Into your sight. I'm lighting a spark in your eye.
I remember sneaking into your room, Trying your high heeled shoes, Just to feel like you, I remember feeling oh-so tall, Although the chance I could fall, Didn't matter at all.
Away in a meadow, Far from prying eyes, Sat one lonely daisy, Waiting to be realized. It blew softly in the wind, Saying, "That's fine," Knowing that all good things, Come in good time.
I have been cheated on many times. I have been lied to more times then one should be. I have had struggle with trusting everyone I meet. I have been abused and left to deal with it on my own.
I'm lost please find me, I'm not where I'm supposed to be. It's all so dark when I'm alone. I don't like it when my future is unknown. I'll count the minutes till I'm saved.
This is just something from the heart. It's not a poem, a story. Just a silly teenage blog. I wish I could relive the last month and a day. They've been the best and worst of times.
Six years has past since that day now. The day when my whole world was turned upside down, when everything fell apart, when every little feeling filled my heart at once.
Am I better off without you. I love you, it's all you can say, There's nothing else I need to pay. My love should satisfy you. Otherwise I just don't have a clue. Your love for me keeps me strong.
Last time I checked in You were only visiting But now it's on another level On another cloud Said you didn't think we'd last But we've made it past The point of regret Of suspicion and worry When...
In the valley of despair she lost her soul and ripped her hair. She cried for years, fifteen in fact. Incredibly, she was still intact. One day in the bath she made it flood.
Take this hand Lead her away from this sorrow land Take her in your arms Disarm her with your charms Take her breath away Make her body sway Take her to places Explore new spaces Take her...
Forever Broken Beyond Repair, Hopes And Dreams Shattered By This Despair. Trapped In A Black Hole, A Downwards Spiral, I've Felt Useless Since My Depressions Arrival.
Black clouds hang, Blocking out the sun. It's just a fling between us, Just a bit of fun. Grey mist loiters, Blocking out my view. Nothing important's going on, At least with me and you.
I feel so lost. Like an astronaut in space. Drifting at a great cost. Through this desolate place. I feel so isolated. The only astronaut here. My fears emancipated. My weakness clear.
In the aftermath of your ashes to ashes The fantasy billows of clouds are all allure To a soundtrack of lanterns on the lake.
First glance First talk First love First walk First feeling First kiss First time you have felt like this.
#youngwritershousehold. I flow with the wind,. I drift over the world,. After time I've thinned,. And I have unfurled,. I get old and I wither,. Get picked and thrown,. In the current of a river,.