My Gal
As I stood there by the fence, I noticed how green the grass was, and contemplated my life, and everything I've done with my life.
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As I stood there by the fence, I noticed how green the grass was, and contemplated my life, and everything I've done with my life.
heartbeat uneven. smiles deceiving. I'm not here for the love. I'm too high above. above you. above this. I don't want romance. just a kiss. emotionless robot. manipulating until I get what I want.
I blame it all on weightwatchers. They have turned me in to a health freak. Lost a stone and a half already, and now I have to weigh myself every day not once a week.
Now I've never been one to open up, I felt forever that my heart had been corrupt, But then you walked in, Guns blazing, And I knew something was changing, Feeling a tug upon my heart, That led me...
take it apart. reshape it. take the time. flaws. erase them. don't embrace them. just fucking erase them. erase me. she said its real. I think I feel it. I barely know her.
A soul made of glass. Imprinting my body on your grass. Eyes shut with no tears. A heart with no fears. Mind in a trance. Body can still dance. I lie on your grass. Free from all my pasts.
Finally Divorced The day I met her it was amazing. Who would of thought that out of everyone alive, at this very moment she would choose me.
My choices,. Like internal voices,. My heart speaks,. Outlook not bleak,. I've made my decision,. Putting it into fruition,. I choose to be the butterfly,. No longer shy,. Started off out as,.
A short story A long time ago, there was a girl. She was awkward and deep and had stars in her eyes and the wind in her hair.
GRACE Grace, what is grace. Grace is the ability to forgive. Grace is the ability to show love to people who do you wrong every single day.
I want to leave my fears behind .. I want to leave the town that I grew up in and that I have so many bad memories in .. I want to start a new life. I want to be a new person.
For all who are, have been, or have lost, the dark bridge is not one you have to cross. But if you’re already over the hump, stand up tall, do not slump.
I walked alone for what seemed like an eternity Wandering through the darkness, a girl lost A heart that was torn into tiny little pieces A soul destroyed by the torturous games.
Feel that racing heart of yours, Beat steady like a humming bird, Your wings of blood, unfurling, And your secrets, whispered in a word.
My winter chill Is thawed by your smile My frozen heart warms All of the while. You re-awaken in me Something I thought I'd lost My smile is back And you're melting the frost.
Sorry is a word I'm fed up of hearing,. I'm wise to those words it's me you should be fearing,. Actions speak louder than words my friend,. Now it's time for it to come to an end,.
I was a rotten person, evil to the core. I owned a mill upon a hill and worked children to the bone. The mill was very filthy, dirty and full of rats.
A free soul. At last made myself whole. Made peace with the world. Opening my eyes to the beauty it holds. And now am singing with the moon. Standing on a dune. Gazing up at the stars.
Kindness is a weakness so they say But which side does the weakness fall. Upon my journey I have been scared and scarred, beaten, tortured, cut and humiliated, broken spat on and left for dead.
Little johnny was from a hardworking family. Of his three brothers and four sisters, he was the youngest. The family had arrived in London after leaving Dublin in search of work. Then johnny was born.
Fresh; This day. Unusual; The breeze Feels sweet, Allowing Me to Breathe, Deeply. Dew drops; Slipping Away. Making Allowance For the Softness Of the Sun To shine Upon me; Carefree.
Your heart is made of stone,. Full of cracks and crevices,. With that heart you must feel alone,. It beats the sound of all of your negatives,. One day your heart of stone will grow,.
I have lived my life, gathered much wealth, always selfish, thinking of myself. I walked right by as I watched a child die, no emotion did rise or put a dent in my pride.
Head to the bright light, That's on the good side, The happiness had died, Within me, But I'm determined to come alive, Follow the bright light, It'll lead me to the good life, Oh what a...