Consumed Stories

A collection of poems about: --> the kid I watched die --> abusive relationships --> being different

hi, my life has come to a complete standstill. i am living the same day over and over again, i have developed the power of invisibility and here is where i want to share my thoughts and feelings when i need to

A reclusive teenage boy by the name of Richard Dickson is rejected by his peers at school, laughed at, picked on and ridiculed for the way he dresses. He is Socially awkward and has a crush on a girl that doesn't even know he exists. What lengths will he go to in order for her to notice him? This story will take you on a rollercoaster ride of teenage love and what becomes of an introverted 17 year old boy with a crush on a 15 year old emo girl named Kaelie Summers.

𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑙𝑓𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑧𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡♡

I wrote this awhile ago, it's my opinion on depression and how it actually feels when you have this disease. It's raw and hard for me to post some of these things, although it makes me feel better. If you suffer the way I do you will relate to this.

This is me. These are my thoughts. My feelings. My life. How I feel about it. And what I feel from it. And pain must be felt in one lifetime Because then we don't know what we had, Until we loose it. This isn't make believe, But someone's reality. They may feel like a broken soul And somehow still live in curiosity, Something's no one has ever thought of thinking. They make mistakes and pull you down, But they're build you up stronger with their full heart. And it just so happens to be mine.

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A bunch of poems I've written. They're all separate.

Consumed by your toxicity, I find solitude in your love, my ecstacy. a poetry book about toxic love.

Loneliness consumes but with hope your set free!

A girl, who wanted more. Boys, who didn't know what to do.

"I hate you from my deepest core. You can never earn my love because love requires trust which you have broken." "You have no right to hate me, you know why? cuz I am your reflection...." ××××× A short story of forced marriage, broken trust, strained family relations and a path which leads to never ending drama. Dive into the life of Jasmine and Gabriel and find out how they bond through a forced marriage? ××××× Warning: the chapters will be short and are unedited, so feel free to point out the mistakes.

This work is a reflection of my thoughts. My biggest problem right now is derealization/depersonalization disorder. (DPDR) is mental disorder in which the person has persistent or recurrent feelings of depersonalization or derealization. It is described as feeling disconnected and detached from one's self. - As if your life is a movie and you are floating around in your own world, unattached and disconnected from your body and physical self. I first started experiencing DPDR when I was 11. It was such a foreign and confusing feeling. I felt as if my entire mentality had been invaded by something I was too young to comprehend. I expected it to be a temporary episode that would be gone before the next day. Well, 7 years later and it's still hitting pretty hard. I've done a lot of research and found that it stems from anxiety and stress. I feel the effects of DPDR 24/7. Not once has it completely subsided.. For years I've ignored it and acted like everything was alright because I knew people were getting tired of listening to me complain about it. I've been to multiple doctors but nothing has really helped. This is something I have accepted but will never welcome. I often feel consumed but writing is one of my escapes.

about a girl who is consumed by one person that nothing else is clear 5 years later all he is , is a name on her phone.