Истории Greiving

a collection of poems

Quite literally the ramblings of a lunatic I am that lunatic A lunatic who can't stop writing Or feeling Or testing the limits of my soul. I prescribe to the belief of "what is the point of making art if you don't share it with someone" so here I am, sharing my art. It is often sad, annoyingly philosophical, and frequently dramatic as most poetry is and as I always am. do with that what you will :) 🏅 #1- Depersonalization- Jan 1, 2026 #1- musings- Jan 6, 2026 #2- greiving- Jan 3, 2026

Picture this. Your parents die.... and you have to take care of your younger brothers. One is a typical 13 year old with grief and the other hasn't said a word since, (the doctors says it's normal but I'm not buying it) 😃

* * It felt like a Serpentine fang twisting in my gut as I watched tears stain her face. "No more hiding, no more lies!" Harumi's voice cracked, each word a shard of glass. "Rumi, we can fix this," I begged, the plea falling flat. Her eyes, twin infernos, seared into mine, reflecting a torment I couldn't comprehend. "Don't you get it, Lloyd? This is who I am now! Why couldn't you love *all* of me?" "I do, Harumi! I do!" The words choked in my throat, desperate and raw. But she recoiled, flinching as if burned by my touch. In another life, she wasn't crushed by rubble. Now, she's buried herself so deep, she's a ghost. Fate, or perhaps misfortune, led me to her - living a new life, masked in secrets. Now I'm torn: expose her, or at protect the ghost of the girl I loved? But beneath the surface, a flicker of hope remains. A chance to piece her back together, to love *all* of her, if she'll let me. Maybe I'm a fool chasing shadows, but what's Ninjago without a little heartbreak? (Also, on Ao3)

Halloween was always a special time for Claire, that and Christmas. Tonight she is coming home to spend it with her dad and to honour her mother who passed 10 months ago. Claire realises something isn't right, but she can't put her finger on what it might be. A twist of fate at the end of the story brings it all together,

When no one, nothing supports, your pen, diary, and words do! Poetry is one of the best ways to express your overwhelming expressions. So here's me! Expressing my all, I hope that after reading this, you will be able to vent out whatever's burried inside that heart of yours♡ • • • Best rankings; #51 in poetry out of 250K stories #1 in poetess out of 304 stories (30/01/21) #1 in Indianpoet ( 20/02/21) 1K views crossed on 09/02/21 ( Weekly updates!!❤️) Cover credits: the very talented @dil-bechara

After the loss of her mother, Yasiara and her siblings struggle to cope with the loss of their mother.

Tortured poetry from a broken heart

A scientists daughter is dieing she was given 4 years to live she survived 16 but the pain was too much for him so he has a choice to make... let her suffer or give her peace after years of trying to find a cure what he finds will I'ver out her surfurring to rest or put her to rest all together

"Need anything else?" He asked, his Irish accent making itself known. "No dear" A fairly aged, feminine voice said weakly. Liam's mother had never been known as the lazy type. She'd always been up doing something. Whether it be cleaning, working, or taking care of him. Now, she had been bedridden. Liam felt as though someone had came in and turned his life around. He was the one caring for her. Jump into this story from the perspective of more than one person. Fictional of course, but based off of something true. With exceptional changes to location, names, age, and slight situational changes. There may be more situations, such as switching to a completely different family. Those would be something I've never experienced, but could assume how it would play out. I hope you all enjoy!

this story is about a girl who had to grieve and find a way through the dark. will she make it? COMPLETED WARNING UNEDITED

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.

there was a girl named Lee and her parents owned a coffee shop called Henry's coffee shop after her grandpa died of an illness that Lee doesn't like to say because it hurts too much to think about her grandpa's passing.

𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔪 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔣𝔣 𝔱𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔧𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔶𝔷𝔢

Today Zachary Yamaguchi is going to propose to the love of his life. He was planning to confess in their green house, but little does he know, tragedy will strike, and thus will lead to an epic adventure!

Lexi Sloan is plagued with the lingering loss of her entire family after a tragic accident. Left with no other choice she moves in with her newly minted boyfriend August; Who becomes more of burden than a support system. The only peace left in Lexis life is via dreams...one particular reoccurring dream of a tantalizing stranger. Are Lexis dreams closer to reality than she realizes?

A young girl Mony is going through a lot and is trying to learn how to love. She falls for a girl aka Ley and along the way ley teaches her a lot.And Mony learns a lot about herself and Damaged souls. This is not edited but if you'd want me to edit it hmu. Also every chapter has a song I felt belonged. This is based on a true story but a little mixed up. And if you wanna talk about anything HMU!!

"You were given this life because you are strong enough to live it." *** Adelaide Thompson spent her whole life waiting for something interesting to happen to her. On her thirteenth birthday, something did. Her twin sister, Chelsea, died in an accident, pushing Adelaide behind a wall of grief she may never climb over. *** "Life is a gift. Do not take it for granted." *** Trailer made by ChristinaAnnRiley

A collection of poetry about love, life, addiction, adventure, death, drugs--lots of drugs and alcohol--and insomniac musings.

To my Dad (Papaw)