Insomnia Stories

Sophia had always been shamed for being a bit bigger than the other kids, which made her sure when she was a teen, that it would be impossible for someone to like her. Meanwhile Alexander had spent all 28 years of his life building his empire, not focussing on love. But will his wealth give him the girl he truly wants... or will he have to give up on her, and find someone else?

Valerie, a pink-obsessed shopaholic, only worries about two things; if her sunburn is going to peel, and what the new fashion season's lineup will be. Much to her dismay, she somehow becomes tangled up with Toby, a jaded player who gives his number to any girl that looks him in the eye. But appearances can lie. In more ways than one. Under the layers of social class, personality bias, and the facades they flaunt, there is much more to discover about a lost soul and a hungry heart which have so much in common. They yearn for meaning. This one is just to appease my daydreams, please take the plot and loose story style lightly (∩^o^)⊃━☆ Cringy stereotypes ahead cuz I embrace all cliches ;) #welovetheenemiestoloverstrope #playerandrichgirl

insomnia. /inˈsämnēə/ noun habitual sleeplessness; inability to sleep.

3:50 a.m. How well I know you. How many times we have already met- despite the fact that we were never meant to. A life without sleep-who could even imagine such a thing? Élio Dio Badeaux certainly couldn't. And yet, in the second week of his orientation placement on the neurology ward, he is forced to confront exactly that reality. Night after night, caught between exhaustion and mystery, Élio is drawn deeper into a world where sleep no longer exists. And within that darkness, he finds something even more unexpected: his great love. ___________ Start: 11/01/2026 End: ___________ ⛧boys love ⛧romance, angst, youngadult ⛧disclaimer: english isn't my native language/mother tongue. please ignore grammar or spelling mistakes. you can say if something is wrong and i change it but say it in a friendly way. ⛧trigger warning: mention of death ⛧plagiarism is a crime!!! I worked so hard on this, please accept. ©Sophie

In the shadowed hours when sleep evades the weary soul, we build altars from the fragments of a fractured world - raw free verse that confronts the ego's crushing weight and the digital haze of modern exile. These poems draw from noir nights and Catholic introspection, unearthing resilience amid PTSD's echoes, Ozark folklore's whispers, and a faith that questions even as it clings to Christ's sacrifice in the stranger's gaze. Here, beauty blooms in imperfection: an outlaw's crown forged from internal turmoil, societal manipulation, and the slow, deliberate repair of a GenX heart scarred by life's dust and screen-lit nihilism. With a gravelly edge and a defiant grace, the collection favors practical gratitude over grand illusion - inviting readers to linger at these insomniac altars, where transformation whispers louder than chaos. For readers who crave poetry that bleeds honesty, resists the rush of progress, and finds divinity in the everyday grind. A collection that listens for one blood's cry - and lingers like a half-remembered dream.

Pelkus Bowl hasn't slept in weeks. When insomnia drives him to the brink of death, he crosses into a realm no living person was meant to see - and returns with something inside him. Now he can see the hidden auras of human souls, the angels walking unseen among us, and the darkness closing in from beyond the veil. But the memory of Heaven is fading... and whatever followed him back isn't. A dark urban fantasy about despair, redemption, and the terrifying cost of touching the divine.

He can't breathe. He can't breathe. God help, surely he's dying? Black dots dance across his eyes, spinning. His head pounds in time with five thousand little soldiers marching, stamping their hardest. Wake up. WAKE UP. ... "Hyung?" Or: Chan has nightly breathing problems (sleep apnea) and is afraid of dying in his sleep and Minho helps out his only hyung. Idea by Young_royals_one_love from AO3! Thank you! DISCLAIMER: Based on true facts, but exaggerated. This is def probably not what Chan goes through.

Anna is seventeen years old and wakes up every day exhausted by a life she hasn't yet begun. She smiles when she needs to. She replies, "Everything's okay," when she's not. A silent war rages inside her head, unseen. This is a story about depression, loneliness in the midst of people, and trying to find light when everything seems too heavy. Because sometimes the biggest struggle is simply getting out of bed. History of me, you, somebody who is going through hard parts of their life. This isn't just a normal story, it is something that lots of us miss everyday. It is based on my personal feelings, and based on life of a struggling persons. Story written with help of people that went through the same - some words are hard for me to type so it was just "Easy way". Have a good day, night afternoon, life...

"It's sad actually because my anxiety keeps me from enjoying things at this age" - As Jasmine said Jasmine is an 18-year-old girl that... just has a lot of problems. And I am not talking about normal teenage problems. Jasmine is far from experiencing normal teenage life. Because of her problems she has no choice but to grow up quickly, which doesn't exactly sound fun. But her friend Alexi is there to bring out the fun in her and her brother Jaxon is there to help her enjoy existing. Those have always been the closest people she has. But there is someone else that suddenly joins the picture. Will he be there the reason for Jasmine's smile? Or will she lose the fight against herself? Like Jasmine says... Because of you! You can't control everything that happens in your life but you can change your reaction to it! <3

The journey of a 20 year old black girl suffering from anxiety and other mental health issues

"Wow dude you sound just like me"

'Wilted Roses' is a book of poetry that expresses the challenges of life through emotions such as pain, sorrow, grief, loneliness, anxiety, and many more complicated feelings that people experience. As humans, we are programmed to feel emotions and sometimes as we learn to be human, we develop habits that suppress our emotions. This book is a place to feel emotions freely and to be vocal about what we are feeling- even if that specific emotion isn't clear even to ourselves. Please enjoy these poems and feel free to use them as inspiration for your own creative emotional display projects.

This is a pureshadow story, I see the deciet trio as a family so...yeah! And whenever I read pureshadow/puremilk/shadowvanilla where shadow milk like moves in with pv i always wonder what happen to candy apple cookie and black sapphire, so...yeah, first few chapters are gonna be mama shadow milk 😁

I am disappointed that I have seen none of these fanfics here so it's up to me to write one so here ya go! Rudo has insomnia and Zanka decides to help. H/C possibly

This is some of the depression quotes that I have noticed and/or think of more than once. This isn't made to make anyone to feel like crap, its simply letting those who hurt know that some people can relate. warning: the majority of the content is extremely triggering.

Some simple little things I came up with at night. What else can you do when you rarely sleep? #6 in nighttime #440 in poetry

A collection of things that come to my mind late at night A collection of what I feel that I have a hard time expressing most of the time A collection of what I wrote on the sleepless nights that haunt me A collection of all the lost pieces that made me a human, the privilege that was taken away from me May be triggering to some

~Three poems and a scream~ Nights are for dreamers and thinkers and writers. I am all those three. The night claims me. But the night is mine too. The best thing I've ever come across. . A book of poetic gibberish. Have fun reading! (Very frequent updates!)

Shallow Wells hold an ocean of water. Few words hold the most emotions. Shallow words can create an ocean of damage.