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There is somthing on your mind, that you refuse to share. Something deep and dark that you will never share.
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There is somthing on your mind, that you refuse to share. Something deep and dark that you will never share.
And I think of you too;. Hair dyed blond from the. Bright afternoon sun,. As you walk and talk,. Same old you just. In a different land,. I want to share everything. I see, you see,.
When you heart stops beating,. And you brain doesn't think,. When your eyes grow wide,. And your cheeks go pink,. A feeling of embarrassment,. A feeling of shock,. An unbelievable moment,.
Sometimes I just want to Shout 'piss off!' Sometimes in your face I want to cough.
Emotional bond stronger than glue. You know me as well as I know you. It kills me when I think of you sad. Uplifted when I know you are glad. So tuned in to thoughts and feelings.
Take a look into. The mind of yours truly. Even if these thoughts. Are quite unruly. Measure perfect streamers. Down the page. These trance like songs stuck in my head all day. No matter where I go.
My brain is divided into three compartments. The most secure area stores the memory of your face. Above all things, I keep that safe. A room with a sliding door Holds all the cute things you say.
Just a thought Why is it that when my head finally reaches my pillow, after a day at school or dancing or whatever I have been doing, my brain decides to let go and hand me the key to my...
Teased by glimpses of sleep My subconsciousness creeps. All around me is dark Apart from Opuss' spark. Surrender my mind Rest and dreams to find.
If you cleared your mind completely, it would be like standing in a vast open room. You would surrounded by the confines of your consciousness, but there would be no movement. No sound.
“Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you’re doing.
Writing is my escape Safe haven Where I can be Who I want The real me And write the words I'll never speak Say what I really think And hope to reach Another who feels, thinks, The way I do.
My mind's always buzzing with some thought about something random and quirky never anything thoroughly serious.
There's always a little truth behind " just kidding". A little knowledge behind every " I don't know" . A little curiosity behind every " just wondering" A little emotion behind every " I don't care".