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WITH THESE TEARS I BUILD MY STRENGTH

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The casket gets lower into the ground and the immense joy that I feel inside me intensifies. I lift up my head a little and I catch the stink eye that directly comes from my one and only  mother in law who somehow thinks I am shaken by it when in reality I am not.Typically every one here is expecting I shed at least a tear but why should I?Hell will turn cold first before I ever shed even a single drop of tear for this cockcroach that lying inside that coffin .If I have tears they will only be for my self....


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Nothing Like That by Nangianni

Life, that's the funny thing about it. We always wanted things to go the way that we imagined it too, but of course plans just always have to change. What if we could've thought about how we wanted our lives to go from in the womb? Wouldn't that make everything so much better? What if we could've created our husbands/wives for ourselves, would that make us a God/Deity? Maybe, just maybe. We were all just living our truths and we needed people to come into our lives to shine the light where we always played blind to. This was about to be the reality of everything that we tried so hard to envisioned for ourselves. Truths are about to be tested, faith was about to be questioned and most importantly Love was about to be granted.

You're The Only Thing I Want. (✔) by Vinni_Mahi_

"I need to....... I need... I need to finish my responsibilities." He says getting up. His legs tremble out of shock. "I... I can't... I can't give up...." alone burning tear passes out of his one eye. "My... My family..... My res.... responsibilities.....!!! How can I....." His weak legs slip on the floor. He clenches the cushion, tightly in frustration. "I... I'm a bloody coward!!!!" He cries feeling hatred for himself.

Roses and Thorns. by realebethe

He tightly grabs me by my waist and he holds me in place while I still continue to get captivated by whatever it is that is happening here. "Tell me what you see." He commands in a voice that sounds so beautifully smooth and pleasant to listen to. My words are choked up and I can't even begin to explain what lies in those eyes of his. Something about his presence is reeling me in, pulling me more soulfully closer to him, something that i am not even sure is possible but I feel this connection to him, this ancient ancient connection, like I had seen him before, like I had known him for a long time, a life time. And the way he's holding me !!! He feels familiar and yet I don't even know who this man is and it would be crazy if I told him that I've seen a Storm in his eyes, a storm that I had never seen anything like it in my life. It was beautiful and enchanting. Everything that he Is at the moment. "Nothing... I didn't see anything." I lie, as my mind fully gets back to me again, and the storm finally dissappears. He let's go of me and i move to stand on my own. He looks at the features all over my face before he furrows his thick brows, in concern while he continues to stand awfully close to me and gosh he smells so good. A huge strike of lightning echoes outside before immediate rain starts pouring outside. I could have sworn that there was a zero percent chance of rainfall tonight, it was clear and there were no clouds insight, the ocean below the balcony starts to get angry too as the waves get aggressive and the moon looks as vibrant as ever right now. We both look outside before we look at each other again. "Are you sure that you saw nothing ?" He asks and I nod my head at him. "Nothing..."

Survivors Of The Lost by iamaaliyahakram

2020/05/29 #105 Sorrows #394 spiritual First I thought to tell you everything, What Iam hiding and why? But then I realized, Do you care about it? I love hard. Embarrassingly hard. All in type of hard. But I do silently. I drown the feelings in my gut until I'm heavy with 'I want you' and 'I love you' and 'I miss you'. I hold my hope in my throat. I clutch my wishes in my hands. They become moist with sweat until I no longer want them. If you could read me you would have known, I never wanted you to leave until now. It was just the situation where holding on to you was more difficult than letting you go. I loved you, I cried, I apologised, I made efforts, And Finally I lost myself.

ALONE✅ by khayr_Souf

Fear sometimes, many times, creep up my spine and settles into my skin. I fear so many things in life. Death, snakes, the dark, clown with eerie smiles, an uncomfortable silence and being watched without knowing. All these are things, however that grip my soul with minimum intensity. The one thing that gets a strong hold of me, that closes down and crushes the walls on me is... the feeling of being alone. Not just the absence of a person that loves me, not only the death of a loved one but the soul-jacking fear of my whole being that engulfs me even when I am in the midst of people. The fear of being abandoned, of being left behind, of not understood, of being enclosed in a bubble no one can burst. The fear of looking down at my hands and knowing no one will interlink with them, of having thoughts no one will hear, of gulping down panic because as much as I am here in the midst of people I know and love, no one will take a step forward to assure their presence. The fear of being alone.

TAMED ✓ [Editing] by MelNwrites

Call me a spoilt brat? That's what they all say. Don't worry I'm used to it now. I have felt till I feel no more.You can hurl all the hurting words but just remember one thing, Don't be too quick to judge.... You have no idea how it feels or how colossal the damage is. Our Anthem says ....."Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know " She is never around. She is always absent. She is so self-centered and only thinks about her selfish desires. It is all her fault...I wish I never knew her. Well, I'm not wasting my precious energy on trivial things. My numb heart beats no more so I care less. Since it happened, My world stopped revolving. I've been left broken beyond repair. They say there is beauty in the broken....Ah well, beauty ain't my portion. She tried, They tried, I tried..Yet to no avail.... Somethings are just meant to be. Right?? But No, don't give up on me yet. I'm going to rise up and roar like a lion. I'm going to bounce back bigger, better and stronger. It's just a matter of time. My numb heart will beat to the rhythm again. My smile will be restored. My entire life will be renewed. There is always light at the end of the tunnel. That's what I look forward to sooner or later. But till then, It's Harmattan. It's a withered sheanut tree, It's a Calabash. It's a thatched mudhouse. It's a dry Rocky land, a WILD SAVANNAH

SCARRED by kuliProm5

"How about we do this, you help me get back at work and I help with your... Orgasm Problem" "I don't have a problem" I say defensively and almost offended, if only he wasn't speaking the truth. "You know you do, I heard you. Remember?" "You shouldn't be eavesdropping on people's conversations like that. It's rude." "And I apologise for it. Now back to the big O problem, Let me help you with that. " he leans forward and stares right into the windows of my soul. My 'Yes' is begging to be released from the grip of my tongue, lord knows I do have a problem. But I know.... I know that once I cross this line, there's no turning back, there's no wishing for a way back and there's definetly no denying that I'll be putting a lot of things on the line, including my own life.

This is my truth by KristinaFigolah

My life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she writes like me, from inside of me. She is me. This girl that I've been in love with since time first existed, is indeed me. The way that she walks. With her hands... and how she talks? The hearts that she's captured, the souls that she has inspired. I'm now trying to be her. I've never felt that I was good enough to actually be myself!!! I always knew how pure and clear and free I was inside. But people told me otherwise, in a very cruel way. No one ever spared my feelings or thought to speak to me with kindness or love. My parents were very serious and strict people. They believed that there was only 1 way to act and inside I knew that I did NOT fit in the parameters of the behavior expected of me. And every single time I made my Step Daddy sigh or frown it felt like I knife in my heart. I was a let down. Always too loud. Always moving too much. Always too fat and always too ugly. Always too much. Unless I sat quietly. But I've always been a firecracker and all of that containment really made me want to blow off! All of what was inside of me, swirling and dividing in me. Burying the side of me that I loved the most! I was a bastard and a blasphemy. Harsh words for a girl of 3. They said them when they baptized me.

Black And Grey by Melanin3000

"I'll make you a promise,mom" I say as tears roll down my cheeks "No,Jessy... You don't make promises when you're angry" she says wiping my tears "I'm not angry,mom. I'm dead serious" I say clenching my fists "No.. Jessy" she says softly "I'll make sure you get the life you deserve" I say "You don't deserve all this,mom" "I'm sorry.. I'm a crappy child" I say still crying "Shh,don't say that"she says covering my mouth... I look up to the sky and I look back down. "I don't see any light in my life,it's all black... I have a black and grey life" I say pissed off Jessica is the only child of her parents .. She has an abusive dad and a caring mom. She's tough and she doesn't wanna mingle with guys because she's scared she'll get heartbroken.. But when she's completely down and she thinks she can't go on anymore,she meets the one who she will rest on for support.. Everything is taken away from her and there's a little struggle.. Jessica has seen the tough side of life and all she wants to do is make her mom happy.. Love has done nothing but hurt her. One day,she meets the one who corrects her meaning of love... Please y'all,give this story a chance.. I love all my readers.. Thanks for your support. Love:Melanin3000💜💙 Started on Friday 14th May,2021 and ended on Sunday 10th April,2022

Hlelolwenkosi by 08lwazi

They thought they could pull me down but they couldn't. They thought they will have the last laugh but who is having the last laugh now. Indeed it there's light at the end of the tunnel. He saved me as much as I saved him.

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Nothing Like That cover

You're The Only Thing I Want. (✔) cover

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TAMED ✓ [Editing] cover

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Black And Grey cover

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Nothing Like That

Life, that's the funny thing about it. We always wanted things to go the way that we imagined it too, but of course plans just always have to change. What if we could've thought about how we wanted our lives to go from in the womb? Wouldn't that make everything so much better? What if we could've created our husbands/wives for ourselves, would that make us a God/Deity? Maybe, just maybe. We were all just living our truths and we needed people to come into our lives to shine the light where we always played blind to. This was about to be the reality of everything that we tried so hard to envisioned for ourselves. Truths are about to be tested, faith was about to be questioned and most importantly Love was about to be granted.