Paranoia
How must this look within your eyes. Do you think me of as disgusting, Or plain full of lies. What do you think of what I am. Do you think I terrible, and should be damned.
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How must this look within your eyes. Do you think me of as disgusting, Or plain full of lies. What do you think of what I am. Do you think I terrible, and should be damned.
Choices I make, bonds that we break Falling from sky, don't let me cry Feeling the burn, life takes a turn Making my day, throw me away Wrong but still right, soul in a fight Waiting to kill,...
I learned a long time ago never to expect anything from anyone. I definitely never expected the person who could make you so happy could be the person who would be your weakness. I feel sad and empty.
Wrestle with my solitude. Do the best I can. Sit alone in silence. I am god's lonely man. Woke in my clothes this morning. Not sure where I be. Suffer with the knowledge. Of my duplicity.
My Madame Butterfly Will she fly from me. Or will she stay with me.
In your eyes....... A sadness each time I turn to run I see the signs You think you have won. In your eyes....... A fear that never dies. You are lost inside The tears you cry.
I am your little ragdoll, but why do you have me on strings. I'm far too small for you to take your problems out on. You make me act out scenes that YOU YOURSELF seek to avoid.
I have had a huge crush on you. For a long time. Looking for reasons to tell you, and then thinking about bad consequences. It is almost impossible for me to open my mouth. I am so afraid. Of what.
A shadow of a nameless emotion passes his face, like clouds over the sun, it was gone in an instant, smothered by that expressionless mask he hides behind.
I ask of you only to conceal my rage, a task so simple, for the world is not a stage. I ask that my pride be served to a lesser degree, for the sight from my eyes, is for my eyes only to see.
Close your eyes and count to two. Fly off the handle, is what your gonna do. Lately things aren't the way they seem but to you, at least, it's just a dream. You need to get a grip, Revolvermouth.
In symmetry we close our eyes I try to visualise your face Nothing seems to appear Questions dance around my head A symphony of confusion I settle for the night wind Soothing and relaxed It...
There is an Angel and Devil inside us all. Don't fall for the Angel and Don't fight the Devil.
I was bound by there words, I believed everything I heard, Like a slave to it I was, It was so absurd, -The period that begins today- -could lead you astray- "they sound like words to...
You can Set Me on Fire, but I'll never burn You can Cut Me, but I'll never bleed You can Abuse Me, but I'll never cry You can Try all you want You can Strive till your last breath, I don't mind Your...
There is a battle ground. Well worn by years of fighting. The war is a civil one. Same entity, different ideas.
Cruelty. It's vibrance, It's sharp, earthy scent, Fills me, With fear, And a feeling of dread. To taste, It's poison, On the tip of my tongue, I scorn, Myself for, Lowering myself to that level.
Whoa, hold on, don’t move, I beg, don’t speak.
You only actually hurt yourself. It feels really unfair, you got screwed & you can't let go. You cling onto the hope that one day you'll get justice. But inside you know it won't happen.
I walked straight up to him and, looking him square in the eye, said, "Talk to me, I talk back." He looked at me like I'd just shoved him. We never talked to each other like this.
I like to run. It puts a distance between the old me and me. I run in any direction I can. As long as it is away from me. The old me is a good runner too. Always catching up with me.
Disappointed, my child I am disappointed Your efforts were strong But not enough I will not trust you again I am disappointed You were so promising So welcoming But it wasn't enough I will no longer...
She needs to open her eyes I feel bad, feeding her lies She's just so innocent I can't ruin it. My past is there for me, Like a back up following me.
Try to fix things. Make them worse. Try to apologise, make it a mess. Try to explain my predicament, try to enlighten them. Make it complicated.