Stories tagged “tired”

  • She Called Me "Daddy"

    She knew I wasn’t her daddy, she just wanted to pretend. You know how kids are. It still broke my heart. She didn’t know who her father was, didn’t even know she was adopted. All she knew was that her mommy loved her, and I guess that...

    • Author: J.M.V.
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Alert

    The siren wailed, ringing through my skull violently. The alarm sent shivers down my spine. My flesh goosepimpled. I wondered if I would ever get used to this. I did not want to awaken, but bolted from my tiny bed, the light stinging my eyes, cramping ...

  • Let me Show You

    Look at me See my age Hear me speak It should mean something I am not a child When I was You did your job Now step back Your not my mom Your my sister Stop over protecting You pushing me to the edge Step back and see I have grown Let me show you I can...

  • I tried. (Mature)

    Stop blaming me. I tried. I tried so damn hard… harder than you’ll ever know. I tried to make you happy, to make everyone happy. But I can’t do it all. And no matter how much I do there’s always something left undone. Something ...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • attentuated

    When your head is tired there’s a heaviness a lethargy like syrup slowing you up and things that should be simple, or at least quick to do are lost to you in their unknowableness. The thing to do is sleep. When your heart is tired there’s a...

    • Author: LaraLustre
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • fritz & zooey reinvented

    Zooey tried to remember the last time she showered as she finger combed stringy locks of dark hair absently while lounging on an emerald armchair. Her bedhead had given her a chameleon-like ability among her fellow unwashed wannabe-hipster neighbors. I...

  • morning salutations

    With a swift gesture, the lid was ripped ferociously away from the coffee canister. Grinds were measured with a bent spoon, poured and spilled thoughtlessly in all the wrong places until they finally were aimed into the filter. Zooey pushed the brew bu...

  • the morning after

    More banging and groaning persisted. The figure reemerged and made its way towards the armchair’s fellow, the bedsheets dragging slowly behind, picking up unswept patches of dust in its trail. “Morning Fritz, dear,” Zooey sang out che...

  • Now What?

    The big question. Now what? I sit on the edge of my bed, guitar resting on my knees, trying to put my newfound numbness into words… into a song, but my mind can’t make sense of it all. The words fly past, waiting for me to pluck one for the...

    • Author: Mackizme
    • Posted over 2 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • You're Beautiful Sweetheart

    We tell ourselves too often we aren’t good enough. It gets to a point that we tell ourselves that we are inadequate so many times, that no one can tell us otherwise. And if they do, we don’t believe them. That is so beyond ignorant of us. T...

  • into the night

    women weep in secret lying cold along the trail of your passionate throes we are but transient jesters entertaining the judging, hungry eyes of your court but our soft white flesh will soon no longer feed your rotted soul you grow tired of our soft v...

  • Colour Amidst the Grey

    Two girls watched the rain come down in torrents. Their house was big and a creeping chill seemed to permeate every nook and cranny. Far off in the distance thunder boomed but neither of them had seen any lightning yet. Grey shadows covered everything ...

  • Dangerous Boundaries: Unwarranted Responses

    The unfamiliar key felt strange in Lukas’ hand. “I suppose there’s nothing to be done for it. Which room is this for?” “The one opposite your normal one, M’lord, but let me assure you it’s as good in every way....

  • Work, Eat, Sleep...Repeat.

    He limps into the office, his soul lagging behind like an unwilling child on a grocery run. One arm, then the other slipped into the pin-striped straight jacket, next the noose secured in a Double Windsor. Bi-monthly direct deposits pay off the hit man...

  • Puppy Love (The Apprentice beginning II)

    Walking her to the car, they began talking, he couldn’t help notice how she looked at him. Her eyes, big, glossy, full of life, desire. Interrupting him, she said ‘You know, if you want, I was staying in town tonight, and could use some com...

  • Seems unheard of (the apprentice's beginning)

    First day on the job, she noticed him, with his shirt off, as her girlfriend came to meet up for lunch. “oooh La la who is HE!!’ “girl shut your mouth, lets go” she said back as they giggled like school girls. Her girlfriend re...

  • Its just pizza!? (the apprentice's beginning III)

    A few weeks passed since she begun working for the union. With the other journeyman walking off the job, they were stuck working together. He worked her harder than any other, because he didn’t want the others to think anything. When most of the ...

  • Lust's revenge

    These weekends on the job, became an every day thing eventually. His wife already was three states over, he, a romantic just hoped deep down inside she would come back with the kids and just love him. For whatever reason, after having 4 kids the oldest...