Exhaustion Stories

Endless nights only remind him of the reason why he is here. This was supposed to be easy. Now, Jace is pushed down a rabbit hole of constant cop chases, passing out and missions. They all just blur together. The mission isn't to keep himself alive. It's to escape the system at all costs.

These chapters are just me trying to express my feelings, it's not perfect poetry but pure and written with heart. My first language is not english so there are a lot of mistakes but there are also typing mistakes. I don't even know if this counts to poetry but it's what helps me express my emotions. There are many chapters I don't even like and some of them don't make sense.

Izuku and Katsuki, sharing a flat and thus a bathroom, finish a nasty and cold-as-ass mission in the snowy mountains. Both have been exposed to temperatures far below the freezing point for hours, and desperately long for a bathtub full of steaming hot water. But Izuku, beeing faster, is already blocking the bathroom when Katsuki, who detestes the cold, finally arrives home.

Short story

*WARNING* Could be a trigger for those suffering from mental illness. This Speaks on mental health and what someone may feel like inside.

Denis and Ruyin have been in a stable relationship for four years and seven months. during this time, they hardly ever even raised their voice, let alone fight each other. Everything was going fine, until Ruyin suddenly decided to go back to his own country without even telling Denis.

• A collection of rants from a tired soul • So I used to have a good friend who read my stories on Wattpad. She doesn't do that much, anymore, which pretty gives me free reign to drop all my inner thoughts here. Every time I've been mad or angry, I've written poetry. THESE. ARE. NOT. GOOD. They're just my thoughts and emotions jumbled together in a big mess that I want to share for people to read.

!TW! !some scenes may be triggering! -mental illnesses- ever feel like shit? yeh same this is short relatable stories or well hopefully relatable idk kind of vent stories in some ways:) or to feel a sense of comfort that ur not alone. and other people may feel similar in ways

During the first day of a long-awaited hiatus, Jimmy insists on scribbling down ideas at the kitchen table, claiming he isn't tired while fighting yawns and bleary eyes. Nancy, holding her coffee, watches him with quiet concern, reminding him that even the most energetic need rest before they burn out.

I wrote this piece in the spring, 2013, after a day gone bad. I was extremely tired and fed up with things and once I got back home I just poured all my feelings into the text. After reviewing the work a couple of days later I thought it was actually quite good moody piece, so I gave it a proper editing and pushed it out as a facebook special.

A meditation on control, collapse, and the fragile relief of release. For anyone who's tired of being tired.

TW: Abuse, negative self talk, self harm, food disorders, suicide, anxiety/panic attacks Collection of poems about the experiences of my life: both highs and lows. Living with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) isn't pretty. It isn't romantic. It isn't easy. It is hard. Some days are better than others. Some days are horrendous. One hour is fine, the next hour I am on a rampage.

A poignant poem about exhaustion, desolation, hatred, envy, selfishness, and the quest for hope in a barren world.

The ramblings and delusions of a self-proclaimed rotted speck of dirt. Unknowingly finite distance until the end of a long lost journey.

"60 Hours. No sleeping for 60 hours". -------------- Best friends, Amelia Woods and Elizabeth Mae are faced with this challenge; do not sleep for 60 hours and their reputations are not crushed. You bail, you fail and you're ruined. But it's harder than and it looks and when one thing leads to another, Amelia and Elizabeth find themselves somewhere they never wanted to be. ------------------------- Written by: Ameera and Emma (Contains mild swearing!) Start: 15/04/2017 End: ??/??/????

This poem explores what it feels like to live with anxiety in a deeply personal and invisible way. It focuses on the constant mental exhaustion that comes from overthinking conversations, fearing small changes, and anticipating something bad even in safe or loving environments. The speaker describes anxiety not as dramatic panic, but as a quiet, ongoing storm carried internally - hidden behind smiles and silence.