Unheardof Stories

within these pages, listen to the rustling whispers of words left unsaid, trace the shadows of steps not taken. in stillness, thoughts bloom, taking root in the quiet...

Unheard feelings of a glass heart.

a story of a mistreated girl married to the mafia ! how will this marriage turn out ?! will her life end how it started with all hate or will his love fix her ? . a clas...

Every poem is a reflection of emotions left unsaid These are the words I held back And may be, the ones you've been holding back too

kind of like my diary of feelings. [all rights reserved. do not repost anywhere else.] start: 20 dec 2014 end: 20 feb 2015 [ was @seyvoir ]

||Completed|| Cover Credits :- Amyra aka Imlilmisscomplicated. Why would you stay awake at night? -> If you're in love -> If you're heart broken -> If you're c...

The voices in our head are pieces that must be written.

"A completion of words and feelings which were left unheard and unfelt." @stvrlight16 and @_nightlight18

This story follows a person's journey from feeling constantly left out and alone to finding inner peace and self-love. The story begins with a childhood filled with sadn...

« She was the girl who talks others out of suicide, but has a hard time doing the same for herself. She truthfully assures everyone how beautiful, lovely, wonderful and...

If a hurting wife could turn her tears into words... Will someone read? Will someone care?

An update will be made every week, though please enjoy my poems. commenting and advice would be great aswell, I am open to any advice that I am given.

Just a pile of my random thoughts and short stories. I hope you enjoy digging into my mind and finding what makes me tick. I hope some of this can help others in a weird...

a collection of things that have remained unsent, unsaid and unheard by anyone except me.

Poem about not being heard. If you scream but nobody is there to hear it, did you really make a sound?

In my family and in the world I feel like I have no voice. When I speak it's not heard or they overtalk talk me. So, therefore I am not heard. But I have a written voice...

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Unheard By james a. galgano The wrong season for ridicule No inconsistency when all year round Like hymn books left in vestibule With pictures of forbidden sex abound S...