Tiredness Stories

The story of a man saved by nature.

This is my first poem ever, i wrote it when I was really depressed. Hope you all will like it

Nathan receives bad news this my first story so plz don't judge

A young adult questions life while battling an illness without prognosis and mental health struggles. A road to healing, amongst other things.

Just random partial stories that I wrote cuz I can't sleep or whatever

This is a poem book that is created by Sueann Smith. It includes different poems based on real life scenarios and relatable topics. Hope you enjoy...💯

I write poems out of severe depression. I barely make out the words, being German is difficult. I just tried to express how I feel through words as much as i could, since no one knows how I feel and i'm so tired of suppressing my emotions.

I'm not sure what to say about this. It;s just a collection of thoughts, thrown madly into beautiful words and line.

Diane spends a quiet night at the cabin with her husband after a long and tiring week at work.

A collection of poems and words that were dedicated to one person.

Hello! This is a collection of random poems. Updates will be sporadic- whenever I have inspiration! Hope you enjoy- please tell me any thoughts you have on them as I'd love to hear what you think. Leylo :)

The story of redemption, love, melancholy and the evolution of oneself.

Make of it what you will, im tired and i dont care.

I am Jennifer. The third child out of six children and the only reasonable girl. I will explain that later. I am eighteen going to nineteen. I no longer live with my parents for some certain reasons. I can't tell now. I don't know if you can relate...to or with me. Ever felt like you are just walking about life,you have goals but they seem impossible to get? 👇 It's a short story about a Nigerian Girl. It's a short series of stories based on topics. She talked about how she grew with faith, how she was before faith, how was after faith, how she hopes to be better than her now with faith.

"Just a kid is all the same, Growing up it doesn't change." That was the first sentence in Social Casualty by 5 seconds of summer. I can say that, that was exactly my song or my story. Everyone hates me without any particular reason. Who are they to try to put me down? I go in different schools to change my life. To be away and have a freedom. To meet new people and find friends. But every school that I attended, private or public, are all the same. But there is one guy that always pisses me the hella off. Harry Styles my classmate since I was in 4th grade for until now. He always follow me everywhere and says things that truly hurt. I try to be away from him but I can't.... Until a guy with a golden hair as gold as his heart came and protect me from everything. The guy that saved me. The guy that actually became my very first best friend. The one that understands all the pain that I felt. His name was Thomas. Thomas Brodie-Sangster.

Olivia and Her friends are just a bunch of 'Normal' Teenage girls, they Laugh alot and constally tease each other. but what happens when 5 boys barrel into their lives out of the blue? and not just any regular 5 boys, but the one and Olny, One Direction Boys. Can Livy(Group Leader) keep the groups sane enough to be aronud or will she crack underneath the pressure? what happens when she starts having feelings, for one of the boys? Dont blink-because it'll change with quicker than a blink of an eye. When everything in Olivia's life seems to be too good to be real and everything seem's to be perfect and calm-mother nature thorws in a curve ball and takes olivia's blind side. sending her in a downward spiral. will she be able to get through it or will she go back mermory lane and repeat the past...her past. and who will be there to save her in the end? and will Louie ever learn to stop wearing his dancing carrot boxers aroudn the girls who will surely take pictures and upload them to instagram? (IN EDITING!) -ThatOlivia :)

nothing will keep us young you know not young men or women who spin their youth on cool playing sounds. we are what we are what we never think we are. no more wild geo graphies of the flesh. echoes. that we move in tune to slower smells. it is a hard thing to admit that sometimes after midnight i am tired of it all.