Relatability Stories

❝In my mind, there is pain. I am exhausted. I feel defeat from my hair tips to my feet- my body feels the stress weighing down on my shoulders. I try and try every day, but nothing seems to go my way. In my mind, there is pain, yet I try because one day, I will feel great. The body, mind, and soul are connected, and it is up to us to determine how to respect them.❞ - Me These writings are my observations and perspectives, some full of laughter and fun, others painful and dark, suffocating, leaving me with nowhere to run. ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ A collection of unedited poems I wrote extemporaneously (ages 16-18), as well as a chockfull of quotes. This books contains my: Poems 105- & Quotes 96-175. Formerly known as: ❛My Poems and Quotes Book (Vol. II),❜ 2017-2020. Volume Two of My Poems and Quotes. Feel free to check out Volume I, labelled as ❛Body,❜ on my profile. Don't forget to vote and comment; I love engaging with you guys! :D ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿

A story about a boy who thought he found his soulmate that unfortunately turned out to be the opposite. This is my first doodle on Wattpad so gimme some feedback if u don't mind, thanks :)

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These are all the unsaid things I wish I had said. They hold the unsent letters, the longing of heart and the burden of bottled-up feelings. So when you want to feel a little less lonely, read these- to know that you are not alone, there are people like us who suffer everyday from the weight of unsaid things.

Heyy❤ Firstly thanks for choosing this for a read Please do give me your views in the comments ♡ So this story is gonna be all about a girl, her wishes ,her dreams, her friends, her love and how her random instincts play a great role in all these... I'm a sucker for rom-coms but I wouldn't exactly call this as one. It has varying genres and I really hope you like it. Yeah, and as a disclaimer, I'd like to mention that this story would have a lot of sarcasm and comedy. Thank you... 💫

A smile is hard to pour out when your heart has been broken into a million broken pieces but the rains on the other hand, pours in storming down our cheeks as the silent deafening screams of our shattered hearts controls our minds making us desire someone who wrecks the pieces of our hearts. Pieces we scrambled to collect, as we find ourselves doing what we'd ordinarily judge others for... But instead of that... I'll let my leaves fall off my branches like a tree and let the seasons change. I'll let things go... ...But before I can... Let's connect with those words we may fail to utter outside these pages. Let's communicate our pains and desires as the words fill our eyes and touches our hearts. let's find homage in the solitude of the poems till we can hear the leaves fall and see the seasons change.

When lightning splits the sky, two boys collapse across continents-Rayyan in war-torn Gaza, Yousef in the slums of Dhaka-and wake in each other's bodies. Dropped into chaos with no warning and no way back, survival becomes their only language. Rayyan must navigate a city under siege, hunted by drones and haunted by secrets. Yousef faces hunger, violence, and a past he doesn't understand. Every moment alive is earned-through lies, instinct, and sacrifice. But surviving is not enough. As they claw their way into power, uncover buried truths, and make enemies who never forget, both begin to question who they are... and what they're becoming. With the world watching and war looming, their choices will ignite revolutions-or burn them both alive. This is a story of survival first. Everything after is fire.

Just a poem I decided to write whilst I was bored.

what is worse than being misunderstood, what is worse than being stabbed by aid, what is worse than being a soft cactus? it's alright cuz you'll see. I promise that you'll be dissapointed.

Description: At seventeen, she's navigating the complexities of adulthood while still holding onto the joys of childhood. Despite her outward confidence, she struggles with inner happiness and yearns to treat herself with the same kindness she extends to others.

these are a cluster of thought turned poems i tend to write. i hope you find it a good read. if you can see yourself in these i am sorry. but i am glad you came across this.

Feel free to suggest songs. I will title each chapter as the artist and then the song, and within each line, I will tell my story