Existentialcrisis Stories

~A story of a girl and her thoughts who's lost all hope written like poems~ Life●death●love●pain●hope●despair

just things that i think of and observations i have made. copyright 2018 downwiththeclaire

(under construction) It all started with one Mistake, Dan, and illness, and a door. It all elevated with One move, Chris, Dan, and a boys trip. It all crashed with one gesture, rejection, tears, and fights. And it all ended with one person... Phillip Lester.

WARNING! SPOILERS FOR SPARK 3, AS WELL AS MENTAL TRAUMA, DEPRESSION, ANXIETY, AND MENTIONS OF SU1C1DE. I might add on to this story, I might not, who knows. Spark TEJ 3's ending knocked me for a loop, that's for sure. Spark tries to cope with an existential crisis, and Fark helps him along.

Tinky Winky, one of the Teletubbies, begins to experience strange and unsettling feelings that he can't explain. As he tries to make sense of what's happening to him, he is drawn into a world of dark secrets and hidden truths, where nothing is as it seems. Along the way, Tinky Winky must confront his own fears and doubts, and make choices that will determine the fate of his world and those he loves. Will he be able to find his way back to the light, or will he be consumed by the darkness that surrounds him?

Look from no end. Begin to Evaporate, Grow and gain an Identity, become one, observe the nullity of being. All will lead you Nowhere- from an impending illness, to the neutrality of self and the grandiosity of the pale nightingale. There you will find Beginning. Freely give. Let me into your mind. Let me see. By: Mac-Donald C. Jospeh

This is the story of Jonathan, an office worker and family man, deeply frustrated with his sexual orientation. Life feels dull and empty to him. Within, good and evil coexist in constant contradiction. Will he find redemption-or will he ultimately succumb to self-destruction?

Widower Lando, in sorrow's embrace, with children by his side, Carlos, with gentle grace, seeks love that grief can't hide.Through tender acts and heartfelt care, he aims to heal the smart Tale where love and hope repair, as Carlos wins his heart ♥️

Life has nothing to offer so does death.

This is it. Kane thought as he stared into the sunlight glinting off the blade of the axe. This was the end. Kane couldn't understand why the thought of his end filled him with such a bitter feeling. He wasn't fighting for anything noble. Truthfully, he wasn't fighting for anything at all. At least, not that he could remember. Maybe long ago, when he'd first arrived to compete in these battles, he'd had a reason. Now, that reason, whatever it may have been, had long faded to black. Now, he had nothing. No purpose. No will. Yet, despite this, the bitterness remained. His opponent brought down his axe with all his might but was abruptly stopped by Kane. He had grabbed his opponent's wrist mid-swing. There was an uproar from the stands. "I want to live." If you like the story, please share it with anyone you think might enjoy it.

I only write when I need to let out trauma. Perceive these poems and short stories however you want. There won't always be a clear meaning. There doesn't need to be.

This contains different lyrics turned scribbled poems. If you have ever felt:- love, insecurity, heartbreak, existential crisis, or life being hard in general then my friend you are at the right place. Stay here. I promise it gets better. Enjoy:)

In the chilling streets of Edinburgh, Kalynda walks the thin line between existence and oblivion. She feels the world but remains untouched by it-immune to the cold, indifferent to the emotions that grip others. A silent observer of life, she finds fleeting solace in the scent of old books, the warmth of coffee, and the haunting whispers of the dark woods. But as she ventures deeper into the shadows, something-someone-is watching. A presence lurks beyond the frost-laced trees, drawing her toward a fate she never anticipated. Is she running from the world, or is the world closing in on her? And when the line between life and death blurs, will she embrace the darkness or fight to escape the inevitable? "Death Sentence" is a haunting psychological thriller infused with raw emotions, poetic melancholy, and a touch of existential horror. Perfect for readers who crave introspective narratives and atmospheric storytelling. "Will love win or will Death take control?"

just me asking myself a lot of weird question without answers...?

Trapped in a mysterious white room with no door, no windows, and no escape, two strangers awaken with no memory of who they are or how they got there. Every time they try to remember, time resets, sending them back to the beginning again. As they struggle to piece together their past and figure out why they're in this strange place, they begin to question their own sanity and the true nature of their reality. Is this a test of their wills or a punishment for their past sins? Only time will tell in this mind-bending mystery of the mind. Will they be able to break free from their purgatory, or will they be stuck in this endless cycle forever? Join the journey and find out. Purgatory: The Forgotten Also In The Cover Known as Purgatory: A Mystery Of Mind Chapter Release: Hiatus

I didn't know who I was. Not literally. I knew my name. It's Macey. I'm sixteen, turning seventeen in a few weeks. But then what? I didn't know who I was, or who I had been or who I was going to be. I was having an existential crisis, and I was near insane. I did know one other thing. I wanted to write. I wanted to write about the world, and the people who stay up late at night and go to work or college the next day with bags under their eyes. I want to write about the girls who's veins are filled with stories of survival, and who's lips taste like coffee and cigarettes on a cold Sunday morning. It was an art, and I wanted to be the artist. But I could not fathom the right compilation of words to write. I wanted to write about the world. But the world as it really is. Stripped bare, raw and grey, like the people who inhabited it.

Just things I inquire about sometimes. Or mental arguments/facts.

"Paul's life was routine... until the past showed up uninvited."

This story was published in June of 2017, before any tour videos for London apartment #2 were released. Sorry if the layout's totally wrong. I was just guessing.

"Lost Reflections" invites you on a profound poetic journey through the depths of existential exploration. In this captivating collection of verses, the reader will be immersed in a world where introspection and contemplation reign, where the poet's soul grapples with the complexities of existence and seeks meaning amidst the chaos. Within the pages of "Lost Reflections," the poet's voice resonates with haunting beauty, capturing the essence of the human experience in its most vulnerable moments. Each poem unveils a fragment of the poet's inner world, a glimpse into the labyrinth of thoughts, emotions, and unanswered questions that haunt their consciousness. Through evocative imagery and lyrical language, this collection delves into themes of identity, purpose, mortality, and the transient nature of life. The verses serve as mirrors reflecting the universal yearning for understanding and connection, compelling readers to ponder their own place in the vast tapestry of existence. From the depths of solitude to the peaks of epiphany, "Lost Reflections" guides readers through the labyrinthine corridors of the poet's psyche. It captures the delicate dance between darkness and light, pain and hope, as the poet grapples with the timeless questions that confront us all. Whether you are seeking solace in the face of your own existential dilemmas or simply appreciate the beauty of poetic introspection, "Lost Reflections" is a poignant and thought-provoking companion. It invites you to pause, reflect, and embrace the enigmatic nature of our shared human journey, leaving an indelible imprint on your own reflections and understanding of life's intricate tapestry.