Stories tagged “sad”

  • On My Mind

    What do you see when you look in my eyes? A tiny brown box or open blue skies? Maybe a happy, simple-mind, indecisive young teen, With no worries, no cares, nor faith to be seen? I have had my share in the tears and the sighs, With cheery hellos and so...

  • The Whispers

    The condom wrapper on the ground whispers; The glass of Brandy whispers. The woman laying besided him whispers. The pencil laying next to a sketch of his life whispers. The phone chaotically rings, sounds bounce off the ways in different dimensions. Th...

    • Author: Mr. Reeses
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Broken People

    Broken people. I see broken people everywhere and it makes me sad. In the street, at work, at play. They can make themselves obvious with thier dramatics, the passive aggression, thier unwavering irrational arguments. Some not in such plain sight, defe...

    • Author: Armakane
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
  • i'll be waiting.

    everything seem so out of place. its soo wrong.. a smile cant be made without so much effort. pretense is in the air. i cant seem to grab a hold of myself. oh!yeah, my.boyfriend.left.me. its been fourteen years and i am still waiting for him to come ba...

    • Author: tas_13
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • MAMA SAID SO (Part 2)

    She was lying in bed, barely coherant. Weak and unable to respond to anything that was administered to her by her doctor. “She is dying,” my sister softly said to me. “Soon you will no longer hear her laugh, see her smile….R...

  • I Didn't Know I Wasn't Happy

    I sat down to try and write it out. I sat down to actually try and say something, anything, put it down into coherent words and sentences. Something I haven’t been able to do for a while now. I sat down and tried to figure out exactly what I was ...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Worrisome Girl

    I wasn’t as scared as I thought I’d be when Nathaniel pulled me into him. I pushed my mouth closer to his, desperate for the contact with another human being. I pulled away, breathing hard, when his stop came up. I stood up with him and tri...

  • Maria

    Im fine. It doesn’t hurt. Its nothing, compared to what I went through. I even tried killing myself. Back there, I knew LOVE wasn’t meant for me.. I cut off my bone and my skin. Laying on the table.. You know who i thought of?? I n...

    • Author: tas_13
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Just Another Desperate Poem

    You can’t tell him You won’t tell her Your emotions and feelings They’re all one agonizing blur Your head, it’s spinning The depression, it’s winning Everything is upside down Everything is wrong side out You’re hopelessly blindsided Your w...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Love Stories Do That (tears challenge)

    She hated shopping, stores full of people, self-absorbed, vain, spending money they didn’t have on things that really had no value. She preferred second hand, vintage treasures that she recycled into her style. Elevator music that grated on her n...

  • Some People Just Don't Get It

    “Ms. Rice?” came a pleasant, relaxed voice from a head cautiously popped into her doorway. “What is it, Wieck?” she asked wearily, barely suppressing the sigh. The man entered with an easy smile that defied the dread deep in his...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Leaving Diane

    “I love you.” Diane squeezed his hand. “You do know that right?” Damian laughed. “Of course I know that, how could I not? I love you too.” There was something different about the way he said it this time. “Day,...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • a fragile soul caught in the hands of fate

    The bells rings signaling the end of school and all the kids hurriedly grab their things and bolt outside, all but one little girl. She walks slowly being the other children, watching them smile and laugh, but saying nothing herself. She tugs at the sl...

  • bearing the burden of a secret storm

    She cracks open the door ever so slowly, carefully, because she doesn’t know where her mother will be. Her face takes on a stoic quality. With a brush of her hand she wipes away the rain mixed tears and smooths her hair. The plain blue backpack g...

  • it's hard to see the pain behind the mask

    She closes her pencil in her workbook and closing her eyes she puts her head in her hands. Her mother shouldn’t be home this early. The clock reads 4:07, and her mother doesn’t come home until 5:45. ’I’m in so much trouble.̵...

  • but her dreams give her wings

    Her mother’s words are black and angry. They come out like fists, hard and hurtful. Liabelle doesn’t move or make a sound. She knows the routine by now, any little thing will just make whatever’s coming ten times worse. As long as she...

  • the neighbors hear but they turn out the light

    Mr. and Mrs. Glassman next door hear the commotion, but it’s the same noises they hear every night so they turn out the light and ignore the little girl who needs help. Old Ms. Kathryne closes the window with a sigh and mutters something about th...

  • when morning comes it will be too late

    Patrick clams up. He doesn’t know how to tell his mother what he saw. Suddenly his voice is gone and he is so afraid. It’s bedtime and she gives him a kiss and tucks him in. The little boy tries to sleep, but he just tosses and turns, his s...

  • an angel girl with an upturned face

    The sirens get louder and louder as the approach the quiet suburban street. Paramedics rush into the house with a stretcher, and police put handcuffs around the little girl’s momma. She sobs and says she didn’t do anything, that she didn...

  • On The Feelings of...

    Left to her own devices To contemplate virtues and vices And what does she have left? I’m sure the answer’s nothing Alone without anyone who cares Go on about your own affairs Don’t look at me And I won’t look at you They tend t...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Gates Are Closing

    The Gates are closing And it’s snowing It always does in such clichés So maybe I’ll just stay Inside the door I see no reason To continue bleeding For something that doesn’t make sense Isn’t worth the expense Not at all The snow just turns to...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Desperate

    Don’t Expect me to care Such is dark despair Pathetic quiverings of the heart Erratic shakings of a pen Really don’t qualify As art Take me away I need to run Ongoing pressures Never getting a fresh start

  • I am Love

    It was cold tonight, a necessity of the hovering fall I suppose. I was tired, and my back was aching. The dampness that had initially permeated the seat of my pants had crept up my back, but that was not the cause for the chill that ran down my spine. ...

  • A Lesson in Disapointment

    Disapointment It’s a horrible thing Can turn you into A horrible person It can make you Feel like a fool For believing something Even for just a second It can chip away At the trust you have Even if you don’t Want to loose anything It can ...

  • This is How!

    This is how I know I am ugly! I am friends with the prettiest person in my school! Well in comparison I am hideous. You are 1st OK with the fact you see your best friend getting asked out by a different guy everyday. Then you have your other friends. T...

    • Author: Tamara G
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5