Innerpain storie

A poem about growing up without ever truly feeling at home. About being thrown out of a house in Hauz Khas, moving through broken rented homes, going through an accident, watching a sister leave for a better life, and quietly carrying the feeling of being given less. Sometimes people see the clothes you wear and the things you are given and think you have everything. But they don't see what is happening underneath. This poem is about that hidden pain- the kind you learn to live with, the kind you rarely speak about. I never wanted a luxurious life. I only wanted a home, a little peace, and the feeling that I mattered too. About the Author I am Lavanya Y. Rao, a new writer who has just started writing poems and stories. I wrote this poem straight from my heart during a time when I was going through a lot of distress and sadness. Every line carries a little piece of what I was feeling. I am just beginning my journey as a writer, so your support truly means a lot to me. ❤️ If this poem touched you in any way, please vote, comment, and support my work. It would mean more to me than you know.

Dovian, the last messenger of the Gods, must join forces with a longtime rival kingdom to rescue Mia from the Dark Gods' followers. The Gods are leaving the mortal realm. Most see it as a chance to finally stand on their own. Others see an opening, a chance to crown themselves gods in their place. They kidnap Mia, the youngest princess of Varland, and enslave the mountain villagers of Aucera, demanding the divine relics in exchange for their lives. Dovian is left with an impossible choice: lose the princess he hopelessly loves, along with hundreds of innocent lives, or hand a band of self-proclaimed gods power enough to destroy the entire Hundred Tribes. Whichever he chooses, Aucera is waiting. A longtime ally or a looming threat, the neighboring kingdom keeps its blades sheathed behind a smile. When the last gifts the Gods entrusted to mankind become bargaining chips men massacre each other over, one wrong move could be all it takes to turn the last divine messenger into the very ruin he was chosen to hold back.

She understood everyone. But somehow, no one ever understood her. She was the kind of girl who could notice the emotions people tried to hide. She could tell when someone was upset without them saying a word. She noticed the change in their voice, the silence behind their smiles, and the little things others often overlooked. Maybe she became this way because she knew what it felt like to have your own feelings ignored. She never received the kind of love she needed from her mother. She never had the kind of family support that could make her feel completely safe and understood. Yet, despite everything she had been through, she never stopped caring about people. Whenever someone was hurting, she tried to make them feel better. Whenever someone needed someone to listen, she stayed. She gave people the comfort, understanding, and reassurance that she herself had always wished for. She was caring,emotional,sensitive and perhaps a little too soft-hearted for a world that wasn't always gentle with her. The more she understood people, the more people seemed to misunderstand her. The more she made others feel safe, the more some people took advantage of her kindness. They used her trust. They made fun of her emotions. They took her kindness for granted. And they hurt her in ways they probably never realized. Maybe that was the cruelest part of her life- She could understand everyone's pain, but no one seemed to notice hers. Still, she kept caring. She kept forgiving. She kept trying to make others feel loved, even when she herself was quietly falling apart. Because sometimes, the people who give the most love are the ones who have spent their whole lives wishing someone would love them the same way. This is not a story about a perfect girl. It's about a girl who was simply trying to survive life with a heart that felt everything too deeply. Inspired by real-life experiences. Some characters, situations, and events have been changed for storytelling purposes.

কখনো কখনো মানুষ বাইরে হাসে, কিন্তু ভিতরে ভেঙে পড়ে যায়। এই গল্প সেই নীরব কষ্ট আর আলোর দিকে ফিরে আসার গল্প।

A poem about unknown mental,emotional health issues which make us question everything to everyone!!!! Life is simple only when we act in simple way but we like complicated yet fall in love with someone who is exact definition of our kind of simple.

Silent prayers ~

He was just a boy who believed he could be a hero. Who thought trying harder would make things better. Who smiled so others wouldn't worry. But somewhere between dreams and disappointments, he started fading-quietly, slowly- and no one noticed until he was almost gone.

How it feels in my head sometimes

To the overthinkers, the feelers, the ones who break in silence and heal in pieces. This is for you..... For every truth you couldn't say, Every hurt you carried quietly, And every lesson life forced you to learn the hard way. You are not alone. Your feelings matter. Always.

"They say the dead don't speak. But I've never kept quiet." ADENIKE: a "Dear ImisiOluwa series" - is a haunting unraveling of memory, loss, and the fragments we leave behind. Erica vanished.
But then... the letters began. In them, she writes of grief, silence, and a girl named Adenike. Adenike wasn't just a girl.
She was a mirror, a mystery, and a wound in the shape of a question. This is not a love story.
It's what's left when the silence is broken.

The 9 realms of Sirex,the realm of fire,water, lightning,earth, metal,wind,wood, shadows and Vox,all was well until ... The shadows attacked, they corroded the lands,polluted the air, poisoned the water,and extinguished the flames,and killed the minds,the shadows had invaded the realm of the Vox and killed everyone, except for one,the realms United,to not defeat but to trap the guardian magi of shadows Years had passed ,the realm of Vox thought to be lost,the memory of their power remains,but what if the shadows return,will the realms finally meet their end,or will they banish the dark forever

She Wasn't Trying to Die. She Just Didn't Know How to Live. When a therapist breaks the silence with a truth too heavy to bear, a shattered family is forced to confront what they refused to see. A girl who once smiled has gone silent. A doctor who's saved many can no longer find the words. And a home built on expectations is now echoing with regret. A raw, heartbreaking journey through pain, silence, and the desperate search for hope. Sometimes, the deepest wounds are the ones no one can see.

Bunga itu bernama Memayu─tumbuh bukan di tanah yang ia pilih, melainkan di arus takdir yang sejak awal telah membawanya menjauh dari asalnya. Sejak bayi, hidupnya telah dimulai dengan kepedihan. Dibuang ke aliran sungai oleh kedua orang tuanya sendiri, tubuh kecilnya hanyut tanpa arah hingga akhirnya ditemukan oleh sepasang suami-istri di sebuah desa. Di sanalah harapan sempat tumbuh, bahwa Memayu akan dipeluk oleh kasih sayang yang utuh, bahwa hidupnya akan perlahan mengganti luka dengan cinta. Namun, semesta rupanya memiliki cara lain untuk menuliskan kisahnya. Alih-alih kasih sayang, Memayu tumbuh di antara tangan-tangan yang kasar. Alih-alih cinta, ia mengenal dunia lewat luka yang perlahan membentuknya. Setiap harapan yang ia genggam seakan selalu luruh sebelum sempat mekar, menjadikannya terbiasa hidup di antara penderitaan, kehampaan, dan rasa yang tak pernah benar-benar usai.

丅ᕼᎥᔕ Ꭵᔕ ᗰƳ ᔕ丅ᗝᖇƳ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪs ʜᴏɴᴇʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ sᴍɪʟᴇ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ. ɪ ɢᴜᴇss ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀʏ ɪᴍ ᴀ sᴏᴄɪᴏᴘᴀᴛʜ. ɪ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴏɴ sʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴍʏ ғɪʀsᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ sᴏ ᴡᴇʟʟ. ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴡʀᴏɴɢ. ᴍʏ sᴍɪʟᴇ ғᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴄᴇ sʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇs. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs sᴀʏ, ғɪɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪ ɢᴜᴇss ɪ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜsʟʏ.

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A love that can't be undone. A love that's so painful but dear A untold truth between 2 that will never let each other know until it's the last moment.

They say love is warm. They say love feels safe. They say love protects. But what if you were raised in a house where love was just a word people used in front of cameras? Ceia grew up knowing pain before she ever understood affection. In a family that looked perfect to the world, she was nothing more than a shadow a mistake, a tool, a disappointment. Every bruise taught her one thing... love doesn't exist for people like her. Until she met him... A/N: (currently editing)

In a world of business, power, and hidden pain, Monowara Afrin Dua is known as a strong and untouchable CEO. No one knows what she has been through. When Arman Khan enters her life with a contract that ties them together, it's only supposed to be business. No emotions. No trust. But things slowly begin to change. Behind their formal meetings and cold conversations, there are moments neither of them expected. Dua, who keeps everything inside, starts finding peace in her own way. And Arman, who always believed in control, begins to see things differently. Step by step, their lives take turns they never planned. Some feelings can't be controlled. Some changes happen quietly and some stories are written in ways we don't understand.

I live in a world most couldn't handle. Don't get me wrong. I have some special blessings in my life Who are always there for me. But I don't even let them see all of me. I can't... Dont think they could handle how truly hard it is for me. I take things as they come. Can't dwell on the lil things Don't have the time or energy Life throws too many big things for me to manage first. Some days I dont know how I am going to make it thru the next hour... Lil lone the rest of day or the next day. Somedays I'm just go thru the motions. Getting thru on auto pilot. Only way ill be able to do what needs to be done. Doing my best to do my jobs.. Without having to feel anything. Or as lil as possible. Or I wld crurl into & cry day away. Don't have time & life don't stop long enough for me to do that. So I must put my plastic smile on... While doing my best to keep going forward through my day. Doing best I can to not let the world to see the pain inside of me.