Needing Stories

The pain we suffer is very real without pain we can not get stronger.

Some people ask about me. They question me, my motives. They don't understand. No one does. So why am I telling my story? Because, ... I need someone, and you, maybe you.. Maybe you'll be able to understand. But I doubt not.

A 30 something vegetable grower gets the man she's needed for a long time

Poems about broken hearts, feeling alone, self harm, betrayal and being friendless. These are my feelings as poems. Enjoy!

A small gathering of poems that seemingly can be considered the lyrics to a song. Some more than others. Most of these small lyrical poems consist of sadness and longing. All are just opinions and thoughts of a dramatically, insane teenage girl.

Hey! I just got a really cool gold journal that's over 300 years old! It's worth a lot of money. But it does have some major stories in it though. That's right! The journal is back with Alex Garner a girl who just needs some inspiration. Hope you will like it!

La Douleur Exquise (French): The heart-wrenching pain of wanting someone you can’t have. I wanted him. But he didn't want me.

emotional , grasping life , inner battle of the heart on a starcrossed love. How a marriage is not salvageable. May contain adult content .

a poem of love and lost..

In a city with no stars It's pretty bright out All the lights on high Deceiving day and night Getting trapped in the heavens It's pretty bright out In a city with no stars Is it sad that I long for his hand at night So strong, firm, knowing Is it sad that I wanted him to be with me but can't bare to look him in the eyes Is it sad that he calls me beautiful but I don't believe it. Am I not suppose to move slow? Am I not suppose to have limits? His arm around my shoulders, yeah I've never felt this sense of belonging It's been only 41 minutes But it feels like eternity I guess that's the price I pay for trying to control my dreams

Free write about falling and never knowing how to express it.

"Can you stay by my side? " I asked looking down at my shoes, fall is coming and the breeze starts to went down. The temperature is falling down but that didn't bother us. I felt his hand on mine. "I... " he lift my chin using his left hand and tighten his grip on my hand. "Yuki... I can't.. " I let out a deep breath before I take away my hand and walk out. "Let's not see each other until winter break. " those words came out as soon as my tears fell down. -- A story published by @choix_jae This is somewhat a flashback of my other book-"A Snow Day With You" so it would be best to read the first book first.

Violet de' Angels a seventeen year old girl. Lived a normal happy life, well not at all. Her father left when she was only two and her brother, Vincent was four months old. he promised that he will come back. He left for a reason, her mother knew but never spoke about it. She will do anything to know what it is. She has to keep her grades up ,take care of her brother since her mom is in work all the time , and keep up with her photography lessons. When she turned 12 her mother had got a new job in California , so she saying her good byes to her friends and relatives in London . She never wanted to leave but she dose have a choice. What will happen next , will her father come back and be a part of their family again? Can she reach her dreams and be a photographer ? And will she fall in love just like what her mother want's, and if she dose who is it? Can she keep up on everything? -Need of freedom

Mahal na Mahal ko siya simula nang Kami'y magkakilala....pero alam Kong Hindi ako ang nilalaman ng puso niya.. Palagi Kong sinasabi sa sarili ko na....kung Mahal mo, Kaya mo siyang paibigin..Kaya mo siyang mapasaiyo. Pero kung titingnan,ang hirap gawin nun.Kasi Hindi ko kayang kontrolin ang nararamdaman niya... Ginawa ko ang lahat para mapaibig din siya saakin..at Hindi Nga ako nagkamali na naging Kami,ngunit may napapansin ako sakanyang kakaiba tuwing magkasama Kami...at Di ko alam kung ano yun I guess Im just needing a little more from you.....I just don't know what it is right now

I stumbled upon a small book with the letters L and D engraved in gold. Out of curiosity I picked it up and began to read a page of it. That is how my life changed entirely.

Poetry