My Story
  • WpView
    Reads 13
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 5
WpMetadataReadOngoing5m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 6, 2018
WpInfo
Poetry
There seems to be some greater force. Something louder, stronger, and more intense. Something that has control over fate, over every little thing that happens. There is something that is trying to force me to the finish line, tripping me as a run and stumble. The strong feeling that I wasn't even supposed to make it this far haunts me.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • POETRY
  • Made for Appalachia
  • Fading Out (poems about life)
  • Ceasefire Of The Blues
  • Silent Screams
  • Millions [Poetry]
  • Epeolatry
  • Pills Of Depression
  • An Exhaustive Search
  • A Little Thing Called Death
POETRY

My way of getting the feelings out. Volume I •Published very out of order• •Feedback is always welcome• •© 2013-2015• (Was Some of My Soul but I got tired of the flowery hipster name so) ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Cutting, depression, suicide, emotional/mental abuse, blood, maybe more.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines