Deepthinking Stories

My old poems and quotes. Currently editing. Finished (2021)

G's death was the final straw for Thomas. He tried so hard to get over it, and at one point even managed to do so, but his friend's actions ended up ruining all the progress he had made, making him sink deeper into his addiction.

Description: If a person can't even remember their own name... can they truly exist? A young girl(?) opens her eyes in the middle of an endless forest, unable to recall her past or even who she is. At first, solitude doesn't feel like a missing piece - until an unseen voice whispers a temporary identity into her ear, a delicate flower becomes the breath against her chest, and silent footsteps begin to walk beside her. But not every outstretched hand carries kindness: the language of bodies can be a brutal reminder of whether mercy or savagery weighs heavier. Is this world a place meant to be lived in, or a refuge for someone who should have died long ago? Did she fall into it by chance, or did someone summon her on purpose? The choices she makes, the bonds she forms with the beings she encounters... are they truly "right," or has she already crossed an irreversible line somewhere along the way? BEIVA: I. Eternity Into Mortality is the first link in a philosophical and emotional journey, where a stranger without memories is forced, step by step, to face the heaviest questions about herself, those around her, and an unknown order pulling the strings. And once you set foot in this world, you may find yourself asking the real question: should you fear them... or the version of you hiding inside? Important Note: The language of the story is originally Turkish. It has been translated from Turkish by me. So it can be some issues with grammar, story telling. If you spot any, please tell me. The author of the book is me, Ömer Sait Coşkun, and the entire plot of the book is my own creation. While my English is good, I don't have enough proficiency to write the entire novel series from scratch in English and funds for professional translation. However, I want my story to reach more people. I hope you enjoy it. <3

I wrote these very bad poems cuz I was bored as shit, and I don't read poems a lot so if you recognize any of this from another more popular poem please let me know because im nawt tryna get copyrighted😛😛 Erm also these are kinda sad, i suppose, don't judge

شاعری گلزارِ سخن ایک ایسا مجموعہ ہے جس میں میرے دل کے الفاظ ہوں گے۔ وہ الفاظ جو میں کبھی بول نہ سکی، اور ہونٹوں پر آنے سے پہلے ہی دم توڑ گئے۔ زندگی کے ہر احساس کو محسوس کرنا، اور اُنہیں لفظوں میں بیان کرنے کی ایک کوشش ہے یہ کتاب۔

~ where have the stars gone?

if words were pain, my stories would kill you.

I'll write my deepest inner thoughts. So it'll be like a diary. I'm doing this because I live in a conservative country with no mental resources and i want a living person to know my truth as well as my pain. (english is not my first language. so there will be mistakes. ) BPD stands for borderline personality disorder. Just imagine an insane person. Then go research on google what it means. Your imagination was probably wrong.

the thoughts of others terrify me... so here's mine. (#1 poet - 08.03.19) (#1 sadpoems - 08.04.19) (#2 poem - 08.11.19) (#1 thoughtsandfeelings - 08.14.19)

Thoughts locked in my mind, like a prison as I try and survive. Though mentally we are a lot alike just two lost souls, battling for peace in a world of insanity. Will we survive, our own personal Hell? (All poems written by me, Jacey. 100% Original)

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐢𝐭; 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝- 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐫-𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦-𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲-𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐲? 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨." -------------- I have been stealing stars and descending into derived madness; it is to satisfy the parasite within me. These poems are all for them: to relieve the aching, to stop the itching. In this way, I hope to stay a little bit longer and touch the hearts of people feeling the same way.

My work

billie x reader . onesh0ts1

A collection of original poems, by me. None of the art belongs to me. All poem ideas are mine. (Cover made by me)

unsorted poetry from those middle school days when every glance feels like the end of the world. truly been a while. // Always saw Always remembered Always thought Always been in my heart Waiting to be set free The song never stops Never closes Never ends For the mind never ends

My brain is filled with dirt and goo Some leaked out, so I'll share it with you

((UPDATED)) A collection of poems paired with paintings that I quite enjoy. Please feel free to comment and interact, even if it's negative! I'd love to hear your guys' opinions :) Cover art is Portrait of Charlotte du Val d'Ognes by Marie-Denise Villers.

Sometimes in life we end up in situations or circumstances that make us feel like a failure. Things around us seem like they falling out our hands and we trying to hold it together by the little strength we have. As God been working on me and letting be observant of the things around. I judged things by an outside perspective but now that I experienced Up and Downs of life now I know who was my main enemy.

This is a book with quotes which might inspire you {Random quotes} ☄

poetry about me for you. not as dark as my other stuff so i'm putting it on here.