Stories tagged “desperation”

  • Contrived

    The first time he saw her, he knew that she should be the one. She was a bit on the young side, but mature enough. Her walk had a bit of a skip to it, and she seemed to flit around like a small bird in that flower shop. They don’t make ’em ...

    • Author: S. Zee
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Bomb-disposal unit teamwork


  • Dreaming of You

    I still dream about you sometimes; the screams wake up my husband.

  • Love Song Revised

    Truth is I got carried away Truth seems different nowadays… It’s too… cliche, I won’t say I’m in love. Don’t say it, don’t smile unless you mean it… I changed my mind, even if it’s a lie, say that w...

  • Diapers

    The baby wailed immensely, alone. Daddy spat, “I will no longer condone your defecation.”

    • Author: Glunders
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Desperation

    “My dear Jennifer,” he wrote as the flashlight started to dim.

  • Free Fall (One Line of Desperation)

    Looking back, the tragedy of it all was that he never even tried to pull the ripcord.

    • Author: Wilson A.
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Unanswerable.

    His room hummed along to the accoustics of an ambulance, but its calling was unanswerable.

  • Heartache

    Break me open and still my beating heart for it must be you before the anguish.

  • Gravity

    A little extra this morning, but just a little; that stuff’s not free. It doesn’t cost much, but we don’t have much. Well, today’s the day to make it count. Ten times, up and down, in circles. Front teeth, and now the other side...

    • Author: halfpenny
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Hollow Moon

    Don’t try to seperate me, try to digest me don’t feel like I’m numbers, please hate me and hate others. So try me and feel like it, seduce me and fight sadness, release me and believe me and then try to seize me. Hollow Moon, is that ...

  • Crickets II

    One afternoon in 2005, mowing the lawn brought me to tears. “Does she have allergies?” You might ask. What brought me to tears was dozens of crickets fleeing the rapidly spinning blade of the mower. It was just days after Hurricane Katrina wreaked...

  • On A Beach where One Man Breathes

    Day 216 since nuclear fallout. Diary entry number 156. Time 2:12 AM. Temperature 22 degrees Fahrenheit. I have awaken once again to a growling stomach. Five days without food and water does stuff to a man. Then again, this won’t be the longest I&...

  • The Blue Bard

    Day 219 since nuclear fallout. Diary entry 259. Time: 4:13 A.M. Temperature 29 degrees Fahrenheit. The ship, if it could be called that, finally came in. It was more like half a ship—the thing was rusty and melted, birds flying off it when it ran...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Modern Odyssey

    The sand surrounding became cold like the night sky around him. Walking out of the building that kept him safe, he found himself alone. Men around him dead. He thought of the children slaughtered. The innocent men dead. But this was not his fault. He ...

  • Dissolved

    Water drops littered the keyboard as they dripped off her hands, sliding solemly down her finger tips she dissolved, out of being a human, into obsession over the blackest pools known to the mind. Shorting out the computer, the heaviest of liquids si...

  • Expanded

    It expanded, black on blackness, desperate on desperation. It melted softly into itself, the dark surface reflected nothing, sucked all space deep, sinking, spreading, down into itself The fluid tar of introversion engulfed the life around it, threat...

  • Reformed

    Deeper into the center the smallest of pieces still breaking the light gathers as it transforms once more. Receding from the edges of birth-destruction the light gathers and pulls the edges of what’s left together and the pressure from her eyes....

  • The End of Lake Herman Road

    At the end of Lake Herman road the salt marsh gave way to a water-bound repository for sea faring relics. The behemoths of metal and paint rested in stoic silence amidst the late afternoon fog, waiting for time to pass and fate to be meted out. Their e...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Mutual Friends

    Comfortable, and yet, so shy, The two of them appear. I have watched my two close friends Flirt for almost a year. Fleeting glances, inside jokes, Normally wouldn’t mix. But they both see potential For something sweetly rich. Dearest friends, hol...

  • Trembling.

    Shallows breaths escaped a pair of cold, blue lips. The more steps she took, the closer it got. No matter how fast she ran the growling seemed to follow close behind. Even when falling into a bed of thorns, she didn’t dare whimper. Anything could...

  • 2010 Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

    Its 12:14 AM, New Years Day, January 1st 2010. I get into bed and slide under all four blankets, in my tank top and shorts pajamas that my mom never understands. Its a new year and I’m kind of excited, for all the usual reasons. Then I remember 2...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The night worker of Kasa Vubu (Mature)

    On the corner of Avenue Kasavubu and Pierre Elengesa stood the majority of the country. Turning tricks, scoring dope, just getting by. “How did it come to this?” She whispered. “What?” muttered her first customer of the day. ...

    • Author: moesef
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Inside/Outside (Mature)

    She was short, and insane, and her tongue was like a big dark snake in his mouth. She writhed under him, her denim-sheathed legs locked on his back. Each fruitless thrust was met with a groan of lust, or frustration. Or some ill-spawned, guttural child...

    • Author: RicoLaser
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Desperate Times, Desperate Measures

    Opening the door, I was confronted with a sea of white faces. There were white people everywhere- at the bar, singing kareoke, nursing watered-down drinks and nodding to the music, or chatting in groups threes and fours. Two had passed out and were ign...