What Ifs
Lately I've been thinking, What if I had said yes. Maybe I wouldn't have gotten, Into this whole mess. What if I was never born. What if I'd chosen right.
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Lately I've been thinking, What if I had said yes. Maybe I wouldn't have gotten, Into this whole mess. What if I was never born. What if I'd chosen right.
I dream so much. I dream at night. I daydream in the day. In the abundance of light. I dream in sadness and I dream in wealth. I dream in sickness. I dream of health.
I'm not elated, I just want to be sedated I'm tired of being frustrated, I'm tired of waiting Waiting for something but I don't know what The nausea the suspense causes me Makes me feel like I'm...
Sometimes we are all a little rebellious. Fighting for things we don't know. Looking for a way out. The right way to go. Sometimes we are a little scared. Unsure of what to do. The choices to make.
I'm insane.....
Everything you are is at odds with you Say you hate the old but you're scared of the new Decisive in your mind, your head sits on the fence Enter with a swagger but no confidence Lay the best laid...
I lay on my back atop the rambling hill, my vision clouded by a deep and alluring blue whilst the sun beat down on me, heating my damp skin.
It's not just a place, Not a language or 'type', It sure isn't temporary, And worth all the hype. It's not just a phase, Mom, Not preppy or 'in', It's the sort of society That's there thick or thin.
My senses are on alert, I think a few will get hurt. We've been here before, At least twice or more. Guard your feelings well, Sometimes it's hard to tell.
I like to walk. I get a great deal of thinking done when I'm on my own and surrounded by empty fields or darkened by tree shadows in high summer.
#acrostic. Writing poetry,. Really is my therapy,. It helps me resolve,. Terror if truth be told,. I love to play with my imagination,. Not only does this relieve life's frustration, but it,.
I met a man at the bar, who stank of wine and played guitar. Under blue light of moldy stage he weaved incantations like a mystic sage, casting a spells through smoky air upon bloodshot gaze.
An sick today. All alone in my room. All I take is 5 different pills. And all I get a drowsy high that doesn't go away. Better than am down now. But I can't do much too.
Within Tattered mindsets, pre-recorded joy. An ilustrious illusion of false elation brews. Cautiously observing routines of a daily reality. Never changing that predetermined fantasy.
My dear friend death My one true friend You've been with me From Start To End. The only one not to leave, The only one I've left to please.
I dont know why I feel, The way I feel I do, I don't know what is wrong with me, Or why I feel so blue. I don't know what to see. I dont know my belief.
Shake the sweet subconscious. Covers let me be. Pillows plumped and pretty. Please hold my dreams for me. I'll leave them where I left them. Scattered on fields of white. Please do not disturb.
In this aquarium I noticed Two fish. Both of the same species Alike in size, colour, shape.
If I in heart and I in mind. Go swiftly through the trees. And I in heart and I in mind. Let bracken snap and birds scree,. If I in heart and I in mind. Follow Sense's plea,.
You know, I didn't realise this steeple was so high, And I am still climbing, ever climbing guys, 5 months and 236 long hard steps, And me with all these crazy words in my head And I suddenly realise...
Ah, the sky She waits for me Despite the cold The malice The you.
I write deeper when I smoke. Like I reach within for hope, Take two dimensions worlds apart, As I breathe through every toke. I don't need to fell a foe, Cos I seize; then fell a flow.
Dark Safe Familiar Retreat My bedroom; Bed Safe Secure Cocooned My own private womb. Regress Curl Foetal Warm Just like a child; Block Noise Hidden Sight Just for a little while.
This is just an experiment at a short story which I've never tried before. I do not know its beginnings or end!. I just wrote the first thing that came into my head, ie., it wasn't planned.