Patchwork Heart.
Heart of a patchwork quilt,. Happiness, love, anger and guilt,. Our hearts feel it all,. Emotions unconditional,. Every now and again the stitches come loose,. Maybe from loss or mental abuse,.
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Heart of a patchwork quilt,. Happiness, love, anger and guilt,. Our hearts feel it all,. Emotions unconditional,. Every now and again the stitches come loose,. Maybe from loss or mental abuse,.
There comes a time. When you decide it's been too long. You realize life doesn't wait. And you really are strong. He wasn't who you thought he was. The person you trusted all along.
Still my thoughts in your arms. Wrapped up with you, I feel calm. Put to rest all my heart ache. Easily you help me to escape. Troubles of the daily rat race. Everything falls back into place.
Sometimes I cry, sometimes I don't. Because I will, because I won't.
Your words are like poetry in motion,. They soothe souls like a healing lotion,. Wrapping round hearts your words of comfort,. Taking away the negative and the feeling of discomfort,.
It's been months And for some reason I just can't get over us And I'm stronger than this enough is enough No more walking round With my head down I'm so over being blue Crying over you And I'm so...
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...
I hope your happy and in a place we could never be. I pray you found what your looking for, somewhere that we could never see.
Try to keep it a secret, but the burden of guilt and secrecy, is difficult to carry ,as it affects their day to day life and existence. Its difficult to understand why do people do it.
Let me go and let me cry, Then let the days all pass on by. Let me love and let me lose, Let me know I couldn't choose. Let me pale and let me smile, And let time pass: a little while.
All I ever wanted was your approval. That's all I ever wanted. Now 6 years after you left I am still here picturing that day over and over again.
I've learned to walk With my head held high, You told me I'm special And you taught me why: I laugh at nothing and everything, With a smile on my face, Don't treat work as a contest, Or treat life...
She had a canvas. Her only paint brush was a knife and her body was the canvas. She made many marks but it wasn't beautiful. She did that on purpose, only to make herself look the way she felt inside.
Watch the burn, And act the victim. One day maybe, But I still can't forgive him. Why are your demons male. Maybe because of Father, when he turned me frail.
#10wordchallenge. My teeth begin to GRIND,. Your love for me you couldn't find,. I gave you back your RING,. I'm no longer your everything,. You thought I wouldn't pack my BAG,.
Will you show me your beautiful scars. Cause they're what makes you who you are. I don't care about what you've done. What's past is past, and dead and gone. You need not to struggle alone my dear.
Blinding darkness Through the trees. Gently putting Life at ease. Taking away All selfish sorrow, Giving reason To tomorrow. Stopping lies From coming out. Stopping sight That makes you shout.
Am I worth the chance,. Worth the glance,. Why would you take the chance on me,. Plagued by emotional scars and insecurity,. I've started to heal,. The pain was far too real,.
Don't know, don't know if I can do this on my own. Why do you have to leave me. It seems I'm losing something deep inside of me. Hold on, on to me.
Why couldn't I find the strength All I know wasn't right Just let it slip on by Same night after night Nothing changed I wish my thoughts could be heard by him I didn't want to lose him through...
Is grief just intense love that has no home; No longer a vessel to reciprocate. Lingering in the solemn air; A part of mourning we have to tolerate.
This is about the third time you've hurt me..and all this time I've been avoiding you..and you turn up like things never happened, Ppl don't just move on..especially with how you treated me.
I'm up with the clouds, High in the mountains. I'm as lively as water, Bubbling in a fountain. This is where you go, When your dreams turn to ashes. To escape further hurt, Or more painful clashes.
At first my day was going great. I got to sleep and I went out to breakfast with my mom, aunt, and sister. After we were finished with our delicious food we went shopping. I got these really hot...