My Name
Everywhere I go these days, My name keeps popping up. Vera this and Vera that...people just shut up.
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Everywhere I go these days, My name keeps popping up. Vera this and Vera that...people just shut up.
This is a very sweet chapter. I guess this chapter is best for people who have been divorced or separated.
Want to sleep. Want to cry. Want to find a memory. Where there's a lullaby. Want to stay home. Want to talk to you. Want to lay in bed. And stop being blue. Want to be better. Want to have a good day.
The thing you have to remember about things that are better in the short term, is that its short term, meaning whatever joy it gives you, it won't last long.
The Nagger Queen™ Oh what an honor It's in my gene So in the name I see no horror I shall wear it proudly And keep it up I shall sign this name In all the stories I don't want to stop I am not...
This is a weird point but it makes perfect sense to me. For some reason I was thinking about life after death, probably to do with the new Volkswagen Beetle advert.
Not got much to say today, My brains a little numb Trying to get my rhythm going but the words just won't come.
Look into the mirror, Tell me what you see. I'm looking in its glassy face, And all I see is me. See beyond the surface, Underneath the skin... I'm searching but it's useless, I'll take it on the...
You and I Simply just passerbyes On a lonely road Until our paths met You said hi But I just averted my eyes Because you don't see How much I want you to be with me But the tides have turned And now...
Everybody can see me, But no one knows I'm here. And even though i do not cry myself to sleep, The wounds in my heart are still pretty deep.
Just... the more time you spend thinking about it, the more your mind blows things out of proportion.
When you're a child, you want to grow up quick so you can wear your Mom and Dad's clothes. You want to drive a car, eat a full size burger from McDonalds. You want to work and get a job.
I make mistakes I play with high stakes I run the rat race I travel at a fast pace I maybe slightly insane I may be a pain I tend to over think I live life on the brink I make love not have...
Review of 41 lessons Review by Terry Telford Richard Butler is a man who is travelling through life literally and figuratively.
Ever get that feeling That you're being blatantly ignored Ever want to shout so loud that you raise the ceiling With this feeling I'm getting so bored Ever want to scream So loud it hurts your...
these hard days upon us, i know they're gonna pass. they got you hoping, choking, knowing that some things can never last. they say the good die young, well i don't plan on going no where for a while.
Serene My dream If loneliness is my friend Will it not leave me alone. Instead of surrounding me in isolation. Fighting all Big or small It's me against the world.
I needed an old file, and being a good Citizen of the Digital Age I called up my archives from last year.
My sincere apologies to all of you guys for my abrupt decision to quit Opuss, as I now see that quitting Opuss is quitting you all too, and you are all generous and encouraging.
I am strong. Because I am woman. I am strong. Because rain I can summon. I am strong. Because when hurt I can shed a tear. I am strong. Because I acknowledge my fears. I am strong.
Not many people like the rain, it makes them sad, cold, and they don't feel like they can go outside, because well, who wants to get caught in the rain. Personally, I love it.
Here I now sit, Wiping my tears, I'm in a battle, With my fears, Blood has been drawn, And tables have turned, I've tried to stop , But no lessons been learned, I'm playing a game, I'm having a...
Agony rips me up As tears scald and blind Depression looms overhead A shadow on my mind I've never had such doubts before Or felt so sad, so low With every step I sink deeper With every step comes...
Uninspired to make a poem. Nothing seems to conger up. But then I read through my dash once more. Oh the amazing poems, the story's, the everything in-between, Every last one.