Stories tagged “thoughts”
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What Will Life Offer Me In This Journey
Another night alone, sitting at my desk. I look in the mirror; I expect to see a man filled with riches. A heart filled with gold, a mind so brilliant. Sigh all that is to see is me, in my torn up jeans, bagging shirt that hasn’t bin washed in a whil...
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Thoughts on Life
“The eyes are the window to the soul, so they say. That’s why I keep mine shut so much. I’m not resting. I’m keeping my soul from getting drafty. Also, people whose souls live in houses with large windows, like that woman over t...
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Keep Left
Investigate the mysteries of life. Leaks in the apartment are always fun, don’t you think. Overly watching that movie I can’t stop enjoying, Bueller. Sitting in the coffee shop is good for a larf. Thinking I could be taking better pictures ...
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Reoccurring Nightmare
I curl up in a ball on my bed, grabbing my stuffed teddy bear and clutching her against my chest. It feels good to have pressure against the constant, dull aching inside me. I can’t focus too much on the pain, or it reminds me of things long sinc...
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From Yesterday
I am sitting in my special place. I’m sitting on a large, mossy rock in the middle of a clearing in the woods. There is a small stream rushing peacefully below me. The trickle of water calms my torrent of thoughts. I take a deep breath which pai...
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Puih Ponders Precipitation
It looks like rain, thought Puih. “Tut, tut, it looks like rain,” Puih said to himself. The clouds were as dark as a swarm of angry honeybees, and Puih didn’t know where he’d put his umbrella. “Oh bother,” he muttere...
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Juan
From the outside of Campbell’s Diner, Juan could see the flashing lights, could hear the pop music of his school’s dance a block away. Most of the kids he knew would be there; he, in contrast, was up the street, bussing tables and taking out the tr...
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Meditation
Keeping a clear mind: Leave no thoughts behind. Put these eyes into rewind ‘Til sight and spirit are aligned. Let all thoughts fall through. Who’s to say they’re true? The cold facts are never new So why dwell on them like we do? Get lost in the ...
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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...
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I Don't Believe In God
The chaotic streets of New York City faded to silence around me as my mind swarmed with thoughts of anxiety and depression. I walked the four long blocks back to my appartment in shame, replaying the past hour over and over in my head. That’s not...
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Percolating It Ain't
Percolate. Effort and random associations are struggling to steep the vapors of imagination with something more than retread ideas and glossy superficiality. I should be doing something else. This will amount to nothing anyway. I should go read ‘...
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Tomorrow
As the wind howls in the night, My mind and I have a fight, Of what to do, what to say Because tomorrow will be the day When everything is about to change.
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A Long Day
In 4th period, I start to worry. Worry that I made a mistake of agree to something that isn’t the best choice. I mean, hanging out with Austin? It wouldn’t usually be a bad thing, but when I start sort of thinking that he’s into me, t...
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Daydreamery
Ruby sighed and sat for a moment, nursing her cold cup of coffee she had nestled in her hands. She stared blankly out the window, not at anything in particular. She was infamous for spacing out for lengthy amounts of time. Sometimes she would get to th...
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Small Talk
The barista stared out the window for a moment, gave a dramatic sigh to possibly ensue some sort of conversation with Ruby and then looked over at her expectantly. Ruby was not enthused in the slightest, but decided to humor him anyway. “So…how’s...
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An Important Moment
“Why’s that?” The barista said, looking over now at Ruby with a somewhat confused expression creeping up onto his face. “Because, people think that they can attempt to do something important, just like that, like they need some sort of validati...
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Going Places
His conversations a non stop flight to music-land. His thoughts ship a sea of music notes and staffs. His future an express train to fame and success, he knows is coming.
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We Are Lost
A man sat alone, hunched over the counter of a bar in England. As he sipped at his beer, he plunged into thought. He thought of the pressure that had been put on him all his life. Pressure from his parents, his teachers, his bosses. They were expectati...
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As I Sit Here Idly (A Mental Letter from a Civil War Bride)
Dearest Arville, As I sit in the window box watching the men go by my thoughts are drawn to thee. They march off, these new recruits, eager for the fight. I would write but to where would I send it? You are at war, and if war has an address I would fei...
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Down Town
You told me you were out late You didn’t answer my calls You said you left your phone back in your purse at home I wonder why you would leave your purse at home How could you walk away Without saying good-bye I was watching you from afar You wer...
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If I really thought about it
If I really thought about it, I would miss her sliding perfectly into my arms, like a puzzle piece meant to be next to me. I would be more lonely in a queen-size bed. I’d see it was an infinite love beyond my understanding. I’d see how quic...
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I am Folly
I knew he was there. He was always there, every night. He sat outside my window in the shadows watching me. I always left the light on for him, I wanted him to see. I wanted him to know what he could never have, to see what he would never own. Tomorrow...
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The Box
There is this thing that I do whenever I think of something to say to you or when anything reminds me of you. I write it down on whatever I have near me and put it in a box I keep in my closet. It sounds weird and a little out there, but it makes me sm...
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Pulse
I write and write and write and hate it and backspace and backspace and backspace over and over and over and none of it ever sounds right. I’ve got so many thoughts running through my head, but none of them clear. It’s like my mind is so in...
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The Devils Mind Rotting Away In A Mindless Body
“Kill them all – fuck their values.” The screaming The yelling Inside my head Was raging “FUCK THEM, KILL THEM, KILL THEM, KILL THEM, WHAT THE FUCK YOU WAITING FOR.” My head started to spin The bank teller was a tall b...