Iunderstand Histoires

Read it and see the confusion

Some things I've written.

This is the first thing ive ever wrote, so i thought id try... but maybe these will help, to know that your not alone...😞to know that someone feels what you feel...❤️☹️ knows what your going through.💙 Maybe it will help❤️, maybe it wont💔. Some arent as deep as others . Idk might as well try it though😕❤️

THIS is my generation. It is also a project that I am doing for my English class. It is a series of poems about , you guessed it, my generation. Enjoy!

Sorry. This poem isn't about flowers. But please read it.

Losing is just the beginning

poems made from someone who is tired of being useless.

This story tells about the journey within the mind of an anxious, depressed, semi perfectionist kid. The struggles between home, school, friends, and her own thoughts. Throughout this journey she finds her true self and becomes one with who she really is. Not worry about pleasing anyone but herself. She is determined to overcome some of her biggest fears even if it means she has to put herself in the most uncomfortable position and forcing herself to accept the truths which lie in her simply complex brain.

Dave Dalton, an aspiring physicist, loses his fiancé who he treasured dearly. Plagued by his past and memories of her ,he attempts to go back in time to protect her, but his battle is against his irreversible fate. Would nature accept this reverse or will his situation remain an inevitable mess ? The book talks about his journey, the blocks on his way and the ultimate destination... Dare to find out ?

You don't see them coming. 😭😭

After losing both of her parents at the age of nine, Shay can't help but feel alone. Even with the love and support from her church. It feels like nothing will ever come close to the love her father had for her . But nobody knows the real pain she's been bottling up for all these years. That was until she met him, the boy who understood her pain, the one who led her back to God, but can he help her forgive herself before he loses her forever.

This isn't a story. More of a collection of vents and thoughts. I used to bottle everything. I refused therapy and medication in thought that it made me feel like someone broken in need of fixing. Then I started writing. If anyone out there is reading this, please know you aren't alone. Stay strong, you're enough for me at the least. Sometimes oneshots if insomnia is getting to me

Alot of depressing poetry so grab your tissues and enjoy!

This is just me talking about some of the things in my life and my feelings. Maybe some of you can understand what I have gone through and what I'm going through. There may be something's in here that may help you with some of the things you are going through.