And I live again

And I live again

  • WpView
    Reads 72
  • WpVote
    Votes 4
  • WpPart
    Parts 4
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, May 24, 2018
Heyyyy guysss! It's been a while. Im back! I hope you guys are doing well, I'm starting to write again! Im super excited, but is it good news or bad news for you guys? Hmm im starting to wonder HAHA but anyways, i hope you enjoy my work. Please leave a comment (or a vote if you like my poetry!), I really want to know who read my poetry (so desperate, oh alrite...). May not be a good poetry but deep down, i hope you like it!❤️ =================================== Nobody ever said it was easy But nobody told me it is going to be this hard I see you near But I feel that I am not near to you
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

  • rose in the desert
  • The Hidden Darkness
  • Poems galore!
  • BeHir SS - Justifying emotions.
  • I am nothing without u...(completed√)
  • Quotes
  • ONE STEP(Dark Indian Romance)😏(ON HOLD)
  • Don't Tell Me You Love Me

​ I will write my future story in bilingual. I want to force myself to be the person I like. I don't care if other people like me, I just care if they like me. After days of hesitation, I finally settled on the name, and I sat on the toilet thinking about the script God had sent me... ​I can't wait to read the script God sends me and I can't wait to finish it. After writing it, the English audio reading was wonderful. I burst into tears as I listened, and burst into tears as I finished writing. This is very interesting. I always touch myself again and again, always write dreams in my dreams. Whose life is not a dream? ​I am an affectionate and tragic person, and I love this world deeply. Love so deeply, so seriously. God often gives me so much information that my brain feels like it's going to explode and I'm going crazy. I can understand what Vincent van Gogh was doing in the wheat field. When you see everything in the world, dear, you don't care about anything anymore. You only live for your own happiness. People start to distance themselves from you and you become more and more lonely. God, I ask you again and again, why am I stuck in the desert? I want you to answer me, once is not enough, ten times is not enough, a hundred times is not enough, a thousand times is not enough, ten thousand times is not enough! 2025/1/5

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines