Numbness Stories

‎They call us the generation with the world at our fingertips. But what do you do when your fingertips are completely numb?" ‎We are the most connected generation in human history, yet we are drowning in isolation. For seventeen-year-old Nina, life isn't a series of events; it's a relentless assault of frequencies. The blinding glare of blue-light screens, the suffocating weight of generational expectations, the phantom echoes of a trauma she can't quite name, and the quiet agony of looking into a mirror and seeing a stranger staring back. ‎Written as a raw, unfiltered manifesto of the modern psyche, Numbness of Youth is a deeply atmospheric, poetic dive into the mind of a girl who became so overstimulated by existence that her brain pulled the emergency brake. This isn't a story about sadness......sadness demands to be felt. This is about the heavy, suffocating silence that comes after the screaming stops. ‎Read the confessions of a youth who felt everything, until she felt absolutely nothing at all.

"Bad children are punished, Alexis." Her name - the words rotten off his tongue. Her eyes widened as he came closer, his hand diving deep into his pocket, whilst his other firmly held onto the cowering girl. The girl screamed, but no noise escaped her throat, only the hitched breathing that only seemed to grow louder. There was only the deafening silence, the constant throb in her chest, stabbing deep as his warm breath came closer. But in that moment there was only her heartbeat, the relentless thump in her chest the only link between reality, and her nightmares. With a blink she no longer was cowering in a musty corner, her face no longer dirtied, the slow trickles of blood stopped falling from her face -she was safe. There wasn't a single part of this man, that she couldn't forget. But how could she forget? How could she forget, when her scars cut so deep? When in the dark, she could still feel the weight of his revolting body on hers. She may have escaped, but she wasn't free -she was nothing but broken. But like most struggles, no one would notice, her cries and screams were again unheard; a whisper compared to the shrieks and demands of the hateful world. A/ N TRIGGER WARNING- fiction may include expression of suicide, mental health issues, sensitive topics, so viewer discretion is advised.

Sa gita ng malawak at modernong gusali nitong entablado. Na napapaligiran naming mga estudyanteng nagsasayawan para sa nalalapit na pagtatapos. I found myself facing him because of the partner exchange segment. He rolled his eyes as he found mine before he lowly spoke na halos hindi ko marinig dahil sa malakas na tugtugin na pumapalibot sa buong ballroom. "You better not to come, nakakaisawang pinipilit mo ang sarili mo sa lugar na hindi mo naman kayang bagayan" I countered with the same distaste. "Kesa naman sayo, komportableng bumabagay sa kasinungalingan kahit kaharap mo na ang katotohanan His expression darkened, a familiar look of controlled irritation. "Don't assume, you're just a two-faced phenomenon I know, not the truth" I held his stare, refusing to back down. "I didn't mean it to myself, because I mean it about your life" I got a glare from him before he spoke using his harsh voice, dropping to a deep whisper and thin as air. "Hindi mo'ko kilala, you better shut your damn mouth Vi or else- I didn't let him finish. "Don't use that trick on me, dahil kahit itiklop ko pa'tong bibig ko, hindi naman mapapatahimik non ang takot na nararamdaman mo, hindi ba?" "Damn you" He said between his greeted teeth. I watched how his gaze turned away and noticed how the hand he had placed on my waist for the dance tightened in an angry grip. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ His heart still bears the scars of that fateful night When the one got crushed and other lost the fight Both are critically injured but fate had a role for them. Does she recall that night of the sound of crushing steel? Or has her newfound purpose helped her heart to heal? Memories of what happened still remain A bittersweet feeling that brings pain Her touch can heal, her care can mend But the heart she broke, will it ever end? "One crash, two lives shattered... Mine forever haunted by the one who survived" -C.H. Language: English/Tagalog © All Rights Reserved

A collection of dark poems....

Literally just erotic poetry bro thats all 😏👀

a bit of poetry which i hope you might find solace in

From the moment he entered the world - upside down, cord around his neck - life made clear it had no intention of going easy on him. Raised in the backstreets of Morocco by a mother who loved him in between abandoning him, shaped by poverty, abuse, and loss, Khalil should have broken long before he turned fifteen. Instead, he fractured - into Me, Myself, and "I": three voices sharing one body, each formed to survive what the others couldn't endure alone. This is the true story of one boy but 3 minds - Khalil, Kistar and Rais - who grew up too fast in a world that gave them no choice. It is a story about what happens when a mind is too sharp to forget and too sensitive to go numb, when the people who were supposed to protect you become the ones you need protecting from, and when survival starts to look indistinguishable from becoming the very thing you hate. Raw, unflinching, and deeply honest, this is not a story about healing. Not yet. It is a story about what breaks a person - and what, somehow, refuses to break.

I wrote this book or at least started writing this book because I need to find myself, so I can work out the cause of pain.

dedicated to those who have been inna relationship with someone and notice that someone is not what they use to be when u first meet them 😔

Wer story romance and stuff so yah no hating...

Just something I wrote when sitting in an airport after my first time getting my legs and face waxed. This is just my experience embellished and dramatized. TMA and WTNV were at the back of my mind when I wrote it.

Based on how I feel about one person

A short story of a young girl, who just lost hope in herself.

*TW* - su!c!de is the topic of this story so please be aware before proceeding! A young girl finds herself trapped instead of free in life. Her plan to end it leads to a mix of emotions and thoughts. Will her final seconds give her a new meaning or will she just... become one of the stars?

A collection that convey the different emotions i sometimes face in life

A poem about wanting to be numb to pain and emotions

If you couldn't tell, I haven't been uploading my stories. I posted something that I hope everyone has seen on the conversation thing. I've always been into poetry. Don't know exactly why though. Something about it is just nice. So, in my mind, why not step away from fandoms and just do my own thing? I don't care if anyone does or doesn't see this. I'm honestly doing it for a reason unknown. So, if anyone see's this and reads it, then I hope you enjoyed it. If not, then continue on with your life.

How it feels to choose isolation out of the need for safety and protection. Isolation described as Quicksand.

These are short stories about what's it like to have anxiety, and depression. What's it like to feel lonely. These are short stories that make you open your mind to the world you can not see, not hear. The world of evil.