Greiving cerita

Tortured poetry from a broken heart

When Jacob Holloway returns to Fox Hollow after six years, he expects to confront grief and family wounds - not the inlet that seems to recognize him. Drawn back into the town he fled at eighteen, Jacob uncovers Tom's hidden research on strange tides, lights, and a hum beneath the water that responds only to him. With Aiden at his side and the town's quiet witnesses surfacing one by one, Jacob realizes the inlet has been waiting for his return, remembering what he tried to forget. As the truth of that night rises, Jacob must face the presence beneath the water and the life he abandoned - and choose whether to run again or finally belong.

Milo A three year old boy who was so eager to explore the world behind the walls that held so many traumatic memories. Luckily, he manages to run. Run far away from the horrors of that place, down the street to the house where he knew he'd be safe. .. #1 in buddy, 12/04/25 & 27/09/25 #1 in grieving, 26/06/25

this poem i wrote about something I experienced, that im still upset about. sometimes things that seem little and unimportant to you can mean the world to someone else.

Poems. This blew up over the past couple weeks so, thankyou 🥺👉👈❤️ I um, just use Wattpad to vent so I wasn't really expecting this thankyou all for your comments it means a lot to me

After the events of episode 6, Jax is feeling the weight of his words and how deeply they're affecting him. Pomni finds him sitting in front of Ribbits' door and decided to stay with him despite Jax rejecting her offer. A challenge ensues, and Jax decides to bore Pomni with a story. Disclaimer: I wrote most of this before episode 7 was released, and by the time I got back to it, I didn't want to start over. So please accept this as being part of an alternate universe. Thank you.

A love story between a charger and a phone, includes their first meeting, a break up and betrayals, and getting back together.Also includes smut (the charger plugs her in and charges her, very graphic) and tragedy in the end.

A girl who once had a beautiful family then boom 💥 collapsed.

I put what others feel into words with metaphors and stanzas, I'm 15, and I hope my work can help at least one person. These poems contain themes of Sex, Suicide, Self Harm, grief, and other uncomfortable topics. Don't expect a happy ending, you probably won't be getting one.

"I know the dreams that you keep is wearing me,
when you're coming down, think of me here.
I got no distance left to run."- Blur, 1999

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐯𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭... 𝙰 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝. 𝚁𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚒𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖...𝙽𝚘

After the loss of his creator, Adam Frankenstein travels in the vast fields of white snow only to find a cottage in which Y/N lives. Their shared grief brings them together in a slowburn romance. Authors note: This is my first ever wattpad story! I love writing and plan to post other original stories but when I saw a severe lack of Frankensteins Monster x reader stories, I knew I needed to write one. I will be posting at either the beginning of each week or the end depending on how busy I am. The content will also get more mature throughout the story. Thank you!

Nico di Angelo is no stranger to death, being a child of Hades and all. He knew of the risks when he agreed to help in the war, yet he knew who he was fighting with. Well, mostly. Leo Valdez knew flames like no other, how they sound and look as they burned the one thing that he cared most for. He found it a tad bit ironic that he is also going out like that, but in his more attention grabbing way.

17 year old Lily lives a life of misery and secrets. She thinks she can hide the stuff going on at home when she moves to a new town. Until the anniversary death date of a love one passes and things get much worse. She is thrown back into a world that she had escaped filled with tragedy. Things take a terrible turn with her adusive father. She realizes she needs help and calls someone unexpected letting her secrets leak out to save someone close to her.

My relationship with my father was far from ideal. Growing up, I never received the love or attention I needed from him, which created an emotional distance between us. I felt lost, without the paternal guidance I longed for. Then, in 2020, during the midst of the pandemic, my father passed away from lung cancer, leaving a gaping hole in my heart. His death forced me to confront the childhood traumas I had buried for so long. Six months later, in 2021, tragedy struck again. My closest cousin-who was like a sister to me, someone I grew up with-died on New Year's Eve. She was found cold and lifeless in a hotel bathtub, after celebrating with friends. No one knew what had happened. Autopsies later revealed an aortic aneurysm, but the shock and the uncertainty lingered. Her death, like my father's, left me shaken, and I wasn't prepared for the weight of such loss at the age of 25, especially while being in a foreign land, just starting my career. The pandemic made it impossible to return home, and I never got to say goodbye. My mind struggled to comprehend the chaos unfolding around me, particularly my cousin's death, which became a national sensation and was plastered all over the news. It was overwhelming, and the grief was suffocating, pulling me into a deep depression. Though depression often carries a negative connotation, it also became the source of something beautiful. In the midst of that misery, I found solace in writing poetry-a way to articulate my emotions and process my pain. From that dark place, I found a voice, and I've continued to write ever since. I invite you to read my poems with an open heart, understanding that they come from a place of grief, pain, and loss. But in time, they also reflect hope, healing, and the quiet renewal that follows suffering. If you are someone who has been on the same situation, I hope you'll find healing and peace one day. With love, Leon Ranzy

•Her lips are death itself• ____________________ Freyja, cursed with lips that bring upon death, spent most of her life away from the knowledge of society in fear of getting captured or worse - killing people. But after a painful incident, she discovers an antidote might exist. Despite her survival instincts and fighting skills, navigating through the world proves to be difficult as she faces hardships, betrayal, lies, grief, and even heartbreak. While Freyja struggles to survive in the brutal territory of Daerris to find a cure, she realizes that not everyone is as they seem. __________________________________ Genre: fantasy Posted on: 27/02/2021 Status: ongoing ___________________________________

It's been six years since Noah has died and Justin is the best that has happened to me I am so in love with him more and more each day

A short story about grief and remembrance describing a young child, Willow and her grandmother, Felicity traveling down a grassy path through the woods to arrive to an unnamed destination. This tale is sweet and nostalgic. This short adventure describes the two's love for nature and expresses a bond between Grandparent and grandchild, even if only through memory.

A poem about my trans friend who died of suicide

Everything. That was his last word for me. He was not having the best day; I wasn't either. Maybe if I didn't leave, then he would still be here. Just not with me but with someone much better. Someone who deserves him. I don't know where things went wrong. Somewhere along the way I lost myself. Suddenly I was everything I did not wish to be. Liar. Lover. Just something I thought I should write.