Deepthinking Stories

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

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)

There was a time when their families were inseparable. Their parents were more than friends, they were each other's home. But one tragic accident turned everything to ashes. In a moment of panic and pain, misunderstandings took over, and love was replaced with blame. The two families who once stood together could no longer even look at each other. "𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙩." That same night, a little girl went missing. No one found her. No one heard from her again. Everyone believed she died in the accident that shattered their world. Twenty years later, life has moved on... but the hatred hasn't. The wounds still hurt, the distance still exists, and the past still haunts both sides. ********** And none of them know that the girl they lost, the girl they mourned is alive. And her return is going to change everything. "𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙨."

My work

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

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.

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

[COMPLETED] ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵐᵃᵍⁱᶜ ⁱⁿ ᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗᵗᵉⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵒᵘʳ ᵃⁿᶜᵉˢᵗᵒʳˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵃ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵉˣⁱˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿʸʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵉˡˢᵉ ⁻ʷᵒˡᶠⁱᵉᵍᵉʳˢ 🎐13'10'18 - started ⛼17'12'18 - 1k 🌃26'01'19 - 2k accomplishments: 🌹16'11'18 - 2 in poets 🌹23'11'18 - 28 in poems 🌹31'12'18 - 15 in poem books - 💘 remember that stealing isn't nice! 📷 photos are NOT mine unless stated otherwise. 🌌 welcome and enjoy! © wolf.

updating Mondays-Fridays until I reached the limits

Poetry and art are food for the soul. I think it's time you started feeding yourself. - Nightingale --------------------------------------------------------------------- An original collection of poems all written by me, I look forward to going through an emotional journey with you all. Story ranks: 18 in dark poetry (07/09/2020) 96 in poems (19/11/2020) 91 in Wattpad Poetry (5/10/2020) 1th in deep thinking (5/07/2020)

This book is a collection of all the random thoughts that have crossed my mind since I was 14. And as the name of the book already suggests, all of them are solely by me. P.S.- Do give this book a chance and do let me know how you feel about it. Happy reading! ________________________________ Beautiful cover made by @katabriana XD

too many words, too little time. step into the light and forget about tomorrow . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ∆•started•∆ 31717 ∆•completed•∆ ?????

A story about the realization of one's own mortality

The many connections between the scriptures of the Holy Bible and the different mythologies around the world. However the main mythology this volume will cover, is none other than the great Greek tales and myths of ancient Greece.

eyes closed slow waves i feel the moon's intense gaze

Some random quotes I like. "Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts." ―Patrick Rothfuss

When a young teen discovers that the mind she was born with wasn't hers in the first place to "take" she begins to comprehend what was once unable to by the human eye... that isn't what she was born with.

A collection of thoughts...

I hope you enjoy

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