Just A Game
When. The day is over. Will you be there to follow. As we walk alone. Will you. Look up at the light. Bleeding from the starry sky. As we walk on home. Would you. Take my hand in yours.
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When. The day is over. Will you be there to follow. As we walk alone. Will you. Look up at the light. Bleeding from the starry sky. As we walk on home. Would you. Take my hand in yours.
I'm all alone now, Everyone's gone. I'm all alone, There's no more song. Yesterday there were many, Today there's only me. I look for a companion, But my shadow is all I see.
I sit upon my windowsill. Watching the world go by. Children rolling past on scooters. Husbands strolling by with wives. Stride for stride and hand in hand. This world belongs to them.
beat myself up too bad I can't get up there's one solution glass bottle been sitting in my closet aging waiting I want to drink it drown into bitterness help me escape I hate my life my life is...
I am left alone here on Silent Peak Without your words I'm not known For inside the meaning of words the spirits speak But without them I'm left up here alone.
No One will ever truly know me. How can they when they never even try, because I smile they assume I am happy. No One Knows Me. I hide behind a mask, they just never did get it. No One Knows Me.
This year left me feeling completely empty. Sometimes my mind wanders back to when I felt perfectly happy.
On my own. Pretending he's beside me. All alone. I walk with him till morning. Without him. I feel his arms around me. And when I lose my way I close my eyes. And he has found me.
This post is poop, not deleting though as it's a reminder of my drunken New Year's Eve. if you're reading this, do yourself a favor and read a different post.
I've never really thought New Year's was all that. Don't get me wrong, I'm not someone who wallows in despair over growing older or rain pouring. I just kinda get on with things.
The clock goes tick. Too slowly to tock. As I wake your on my mind. I check to see if its morning time. The clock goes tick. Too slowly to tock. Start by jumping in the shower.
I spend my days Laying down, Watching clouds go by. Sometimes I sleep, And sometimes I don't, But mostly I write letters to the sky.
New Year's close Time is ticking My thoughts are scrambled My fingers; they're clicking. Where is my hope. I only see fear Will the time to come Be a better year.
There is a sadness, washing down the road, In the perpetually falling rain. I can see unhappy faces, Looking back at me, Actually needing some of their pain.
So um.. hi.. :) This is my very first blog and I'm not really sure how to do this sorta thing.. I guess I'll just write how I feel.. Well... It's December 26th. 12:12 am. I can't sleep.
Ghost dancing in twilight, Winters breeze whispering snow, My partner perfectly in step with me, For she is myself; my shadow.
yeah yeah okay. have fun. I get it. I'm the third wheel. minor part. no big deal. knew from the start. this was the deal. this is how it is. the guy and the girl. me on the side. I'll just sit here.
Pax sat on his cloud, cold and wet in the October rain. The sky was a dull shade of grey, streaked with uneven patches of navy rain clouds.
There's a party. People are drinking. People are dancing. Nobody is leaving. The countdown begins. Ten seconds till midnight. My cue to leave. Yes, you heard me right. I'm always alone.
Hello again, today is Friday, December 7, 2012. I'll cut this intro bit short and just get on with my poem for the Ten Word Challenge from Burrahobbit. Enjoy.
Behind closed doors Behind distant families Behind the cheery old lady Lies unfamiliarity She wears her brave face As she struggles to the shops Cashing her state pension It never comes to...
Here I stand, With my head held in my hands, Waiting for the sun to fall, Waiting for the sun to fall. Here I am, I'm the shadow of a man, Waiting for the sun to fall, Waiting for the sun to fall.
No one wants to comfort me. Not my family, not even my own mother. No one will listen to what I have to say. No one cares and no one is concerned about how I feel. They don't understand.
Verse one: Standing here all alone, I see you. Breathing as I run home, I brush past you. But you'll never catch me, I'm nothing to you you see.