Silence
Some say silence is golden, But to me, silence is killer. I'm not sure why, But I can't stand silence. I can't sit it either. Silence and I are mortal enemies.
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Some say silence is golden, But to me, silence is killer. I'm not sure why, But I can't stand silence. I can't sit it either. Silence and I are mortal enemies.
Hold your head up... That's what many people in my life have told meant times. Keep free and walk straight on your own path, stay true to yourself and trust the ones that try to help....
I cried... Not because I am weak, but because I have been strong for too long.
As I get closer to school, it gets worse. My heart beats faster, I think it is gonna come out my chest. I say good bye to dad. I make sure I tell him I do love him.
7 billions of trillions of people in this world, And I had to fall in love with the heart breaking girl, I wanted to find that one person that understands me, But I didn't even know who I was at the...
Sual: Şeytan hangi yolla insana vesvese verir. CEVAP Aşağıdaki konuşmada şeytanın verdiği vesveseler hakkında yeterli bilgi verilmektedir.
As my walls start to crumple and crash around around me I stand in-wait for the light to start shinning threw the weak remains of shelter Absolute darkness engulfs me instead I walk out in the pure...
Sual: Kalbe gelen kötü düşüncelerden sorumlu muyuz. CEVAP Düşünce kalbe beş şekilde gelir: 1- Kalbe gelip gider. 2- Kalbe gelip kalır. Ama insan o işi yapmak istemez.
Kötü düşünceler nereden geliyor Sual: Kalbimize çeşitli düşünceler geliyor. Bunlar nereden geliyor. Hangisinin iyi, hangisinin kötü olduğunu nasıl bileceğiz.
"Here i am again, head full of hectic, once again so easily i forget this, my face has eroded from the tears over all these years , feel my presence in my entrance, hallow to all surroundings, and...
Hey Young girl Your eyes look old Your mouth is envolve in so many lines Have you been Laughing over their faces And crying in that old mirror who truly knows you.
How come I can't tell people I cry ?. And that I feel really sad sometimes ?. Why can't it be ok if I don't know why ?.
I been sitting in the dark for such a long time, and can honestly say I haven't seen a star in awhile, and I keep trying to forget and to shut the voices down.
Let my voice be heard in the emptiness of the abyss and my soul be free from it's captivity, time done, time lost, now gone.