Stories tagged “mistakes”

  • Beginning the Beginning

    The judge wandered into the room. He took his time and sat down, smoothing his gray hair involuntarily with his right hand as he did so. He asked the jury an important question: “Jurors, as to the charge of first-degree murder, how do you find th...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Technical Shame

    Don’t look at me. I am hideous, a mistake, a malformed lump of erroneous. Alas, to err is human, to forgive divine. There are no gods in the ether of code. I find no redemption through this pale lit screen. You’ll find no salvation at your ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Thoughts - They Drown (Part 1)

    So close, yet so far – Always wishing on that star. Always up, never down - Yet I feel as though I’ll drown. My lovely exterior may seem placid - But my mind is seething with pure acid. Consuming, rusty thoughts indeed - Cuts my heart R...

  • Thoughts - They Drown (Part 2)

    Pains, heartache – Can’t change the past - This counterfeit happiness just won’t last. Spinning in circles, making me nauseous - Not letting you hold me – I need to be cautious. I try to run, as fast as light - They close in fas...

  • I Don't Want to Say Goodbye

    This kills me. Things didnt end right. Time to pick up the pieces. There’s a lot I have to say, Like remember when When I was down? You were the reason. I should have told you. Yeah I have made mistakes, So have you. I don’t know why This i...

  • 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 almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Overwhelmed

    It starts, my body locks up. First, with a mild chill, then a gentle tremble. The meeting that would seal my fate was fast approaching. I could feel the outcome would be bleak. The shaking grows as each minute ticks. The anticipation envelops my senses...

  • Apologies

    He shifted uneasily from foot to foot, waited, then pressed the doorbell again. “Jo?” he called, staring hopelessly at the door. “Please, I just wanna talk.” Silence. “Jo, just give me a chance. A minute. That’s all ...

    • Author: Nickel
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
  • Try Again

    If its not to late now, I would like to try again, I let myself get in the way of what our agenda was… I don’t want to sabotage us before we begin This feeling I feel, it’s s something that cannot be concealed I would like to start ag...

    • Author: Mr. Reeses
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Between Sinking & Swimming

    Some things don’t change. New country, but same state: Just out of range. Could I be feeling fate? My love for understanding unfamiliar surroundings, keeps me embracing what’s most challenging. They say we learn from each mistake, so I keep...

  • What Have I Done?

    A pile of assorted clothes peeled off in a slow manner still lay strewn across the floor (in my head, at least). It’s just an image I cannot shake, that sticks to me like glue, tormenting me (What have I done?) I dragged an old friend across m...

    • Author: Ariah Oak
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Developing History

    “For centuries, the documentation of history was left to unreliable machines and worse: The human memory.” The guide gestured to a glass case of microphones, cameras and newspapers. “All of these are very fallible; for all we know, hi...

  • Take This Dance

    Night time. Edwin stood at the front door of the now dilapidated Norwood High in a suit wearing a rather uncomfortable pair of dress shoes. No one was there, not even a mouse. He closed his eyes and suddenly Collective Soul’s “Shine” ...

  • If only...What If.....

    Sorrow and anguish Of innocence left Given and taken Non-refundable gift Heartbeats purging The memories fading With every beat surging Trying to forget If only I could give it back as if it never were turn back the clock To the way it was before I...