Deepwriting Stories

Book will be updated every Saturday! ! Some feelings are too heavy to speak... so they become letters instead. Letters to Feelings, People & Things is a collection of unsent words written to everything we loved, lost, feared, and never understood. From heartbreak to healing, from silence to rage, from "I miss you" to "I should've said this earlier" - every letter holds a piece of a story we all live but rarely say out loud. These are not just letters. They are emotions that learned how to breathe on paper. If you've ever felt too much and said too little... this book might feel like home.

In the quiet of a solitary morning, a simple breakfast becomes a bridge between the present and memory. Through silence, ritual, and the lingering voice of a grandmother who demanded truth, one man confronts a question that never fades.

A birthday isn't always a celebration. Sometimes it's just proof that you survived another year. If your birthday doesn't feel special anymore, you'll understand this piece.

To Those Who Walk Through Darkness with wisdom in Their Hands.

There are loves that burn, and loves that heal - and somewhere between the two, we learn how to begin again. "Where the Light Finds Us" is a collection of poems about love's quiet afterglow - the spaces between endings and becoming, the soft strength that grows from heartbreak, and the moments when light still reaches us, even through the smoke. In these pages, fire becomes a language of survival. Silence becomes a form of peace. And love - no longer something to endure - becomes something that returns home to the self. Each poem stands as both confession and reclamation: a girl made of flame learning to trust her own warmth, a goodbye written in salt and tide, a heart learning to listen for the light that never left. Because healing doesn't happen all at once. Sometimes, it happens in the quiet - where the light finally finds us again.

What if the problem was never you... but a world that never knew how to see you? Lucifer: the world doesn't understand us is not a story about good or evil. It's about being judged before being understood. It's about carrying labels you never chose. It's about falling... and realizing you were never truly standing. Between silence, rebellion, and acceptance, this book dives into the mind of someone who learned to survive in a world that prefers masks over truth. Here, "Lucifer" is not a villain. It is a symbol. A silenced voice. A suppressed identity. Everything the world rejects... until it is forced to face it. If you're looking for a light read, this may not be your place. But if you've ever felt lost, misunderstood, or tired of pretending to be someone you're not... then this book was written for you.

Swear to GOD I'm living in hell. Like I truly feel that this is the land of the forsaken. No one really loves anyone anymore. Its like love is only a "word" which means "to like someone profoundly", what the FUCK is that. Everyone is malicious and deceptive and back stabbing. You got "agencies" that actually pay their employers to "care"... To actually FUCKING CARE...what happened to humanity and a loving community. Greed, drugs, porn, prostitution, that's what the FUCK HAPPENED. Now we live in a world where in No One loves you the state then pays certain "agencies" to pick up the lack and do what...."CARE"...IF THIS AINT HELL IT SURE AINT FAR FROM IT ©lyricalslouch

What happens when you forget yourself for a moment? They say if lies didn't exist, truth wouldn't be so precious. The dumbest thing I ever said was, "I can't wait to grow up, to be my own person." But I belonged to everyone-except myself. I'm nineteen now. Am I living life, or just surviving it? This time, I've given my life over to the little miracle I gave birth to. I write so I don't forget myself. I stay silent so that everyone hears me-just so I won't forget, even for a moment. This isn't just a book. This is a story. My story.

"I Am The Devil." That's what they call me. The quiet boy in the corner who never laughs, never blinks first, and never forgives a lie. My eyes scare them, my silence unsettles them, and my honesty cuts too deep. I spend my days buried in books, dismantling the world one thought at a time, until she walks in - the girl who dares to look back at me without flinching. She's warmth, I'm frost. She's chaos, I'm control. And yet, she stays. But people like me don't get happy endings. I ruin everything I touch. And when love finds me, it doesn't save me, it shows me just how much destruction I can bring. This is not a story of redemption. This is the story of how I learned to live with being the villain of my own life.

In a world addicted to noise, John is drowning in silence. After years lost to mental decay and drug-induced confusion, he wakes up inside the ruins of his own mind-his memories faded, his identity fractured. But as sobriety creeps in not with light, but with stillness, he begins a quiet, painful journey to rebuild. Through haunting reflections and philosophical questions, "The Ruins of His Mind" explores the fragile nature of memory, the search for truth, and the quiet strength it takes to rise from emptiness-not to find peace, but purpose. A raw, introspective story for anyone who's ever questioned the world-or themselves.

Was just feeling heavy one day so I wrote out a vivid moment from when I was 11 to lighten the feeling. I just want to put this out there for anyone who struggles to express emotions to show them writing can be a medium.

A collection of my favorite pieces of poetry, with some of my own creations mixed in. Credit where credit is due, as best as possible

Hey! So this is my first ever "online book" and i'm so excited to share these lovely novels with y'all!! I hope you enjoy it and I would love feedback! <3 - Love Katt

These writings come from somewhere real. Whether memory, emotion, or something I've never admitted out loud. Some of these moments happened, some were only felt, and some are truths I'm still trying to understand. I won't tell you which is which. I just write what lingers, what pulls, what refuses to leave me alone.

Welcome to my world of poetic expression. Here, you'll find a deep dive into the human soul - its grief, its laughter, its sorrow. Because poetry is what keeps us alive, let's keep writing again and again, to share this strange and beautiful experience we call life. P.S.: I'm French and not a native English speaker, so please forgive any small mistakes that might remain. Feel free to leave a comment or a vote - I'd love to read your work in return!

In a world that tried to break her, Hope learned to build herself instead. When life tore down every dream she ever had, she chose not to surrender-but to rise, to heal, and to become her own light. This is the story of a girl who walked through storms with grace, turned her pain into power, and proved that even in darkness, the smallest spark can set the whole sky ablaze.

December feels like a doorway a soft place where the year gathers itself and asks what we learned, what we carried, what we survived. These poems are pieces of my journey : the warnings I ignored, the devotion I misplaced, the victories I didn't see coming, and the quiet mercies that held me when I didn't know how to hold myself. This is my year, unfolded in poems faith, fragility, obedience, and the gentle ways God stitched me back together one lesson at a time. If you've walked through a year that stretched you, maybe you'll find yourself here too.

A gentle collection of poems rising from chaos into clarity. These pages hold the quiet battles, the unspoken truths, and the soft rebirth of a soul learning to breathe again. For anyone walking through darkness, may these words remind you that light is already on its way.

A raw reflection on identity, masks we wear, and the fleeting nature of existence. Lines made of truth, life lived in lies - this piece dives into paradoxes, hidden scars, and the urgency to embrace who you truly are before time dissolves everything. A journey through starlit nights, unspoken emotions, and the quiet courage of becoming yourself.