Exhausting Stories

Diego Brando thought he was a terrifying predator putting a minor pest in his place. He didn't expect André Boom Boom to thoroughly enjoy being choked against a canyon wall or to turn the entire desert ambush into a deeply awkward, magnetic waiting game.

HIGHEST RANKING #46 in poetry | Tired, filled with so many things and unable to say everything, I write. This is my second book written in the year 2017 after 'BROKEN'. This book contains my feelings, descriptions of my life and some hallucinations. Every 30th chapter is written for somebody in my life or was in my life. I write free versed poems and sometimes rhyming as well! All content is original. ©️ All rights reserved If there is any copyright issues, please private message @qiffy

Disorganized thoughts.

pretty much just emo poems i write to keep myself from hurting other people or myself

Just a book of my thoughts, nothing special

Hello, this is a short "story" about how i feel about school. This might help other people understand their feelings more or, be glad someone feels the same. I hope you enjoy reading this! :)

When is it enough? We see the turn of events as a relationship waltz into its final moments. We witness the moment that the thin line between love and hate is erased.

Totally indecisive.

17 year old Crystal finds herself in a bad situation when she wanders into a bad place, getting stuck in an endless tunnel that just keeps looping round and round. How will she cope? Does she manage to get out of this nightmare? Do her Demons of the past catch up to her and claim her life?...

The depressed "I" The ugliest one, the worthless lady In my deepest Socorro Roads filled with people seem empty Life full of colors feels gray And, the world wholly feels so desperate The worthless me making myself relax while telling me in the midnight It's really okay if you're depressed It's really okay if you're alone It's really okay if your anxiety is killing you Still, you're going to be okay soon. Don't worry if they don't care Still Allah is there on your side to do care so Honey everything is going to be okay soon Not immediately but trust me it'll definitely

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Inspiration for this one is a right rich fusion and flavour of lots of different things. My parents were never too pushy but there was an element of feeling pressured to be good and out do what the younger version of you had achieved the previous year, to constantly move forward. I'm posting this one now as my sister is toying with the idea of making some big decisions that could effect her future a great deal, and may feel pressured to lean a certain way when deciding. Then the other muse for this poem was that I've always been prone to taking too much on (a bit like my Mum) and feeling overwhelmed as a consequence, torn in different directions, wanting to please a lot of different people in different ways and buckling under this pressure, spreading myself too thin and giving my commitments less quality effort as a result. Vicious circle. But as I've got older I've learnt, yes be selfless, help others, get involved, live life to the full, but to help others, you need to look after number one occasionally- meaning it's OK to say 'no', we're lucky enough to have options, opinions and choices. Freedom. Well before I babble on anymore- hope you enjoy the poem :)

hey everyone! this is my first "story." Well not really a story. This is basically little poems that i think should be shared. Cause we all have things we can't say. Maybe we're all just afraid to say them. or maybe we're not.. <3

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this story goes with the category of traumacore. no traumacore isn't a aesthetic. it's a coping mechanism for people to write out emotions that hurt them or trigger them. it's totally safe. oh by the way, yes I'm a sanrio lover hehe. I'mma vent now so be prepared. ⚠️💜. ⚠️trigger warning ⚠️: police. crying. screaming PTSD. depression. social anxiety. all things I have. I'm doing good just wanna vent out my emotions of my inner child y'all.

The story of a girl who became a house wife and never had proper support to become independent.

"I can't take this any more!!!" I screamed This is the story of Camille and her best friend Jake, they've been secretly in love with each other, for three months having no idea until one day... Something happens. I'm sorry if you think this is bad, I'm dealing with family issues so I'm attempting to rush but not too much, please enjoy!

This poem is about anxiety Hope you like it :)