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Proof of Life Chapter 3

Nagisa and Aaron just talk to each other.

Treatment Three I can't believe I lost my temper in front of him! What if he thinks I'm childish? Wait, no. That's what I am. A child. Nothing will ever change that right now. I wonder if he would think I'm disgusting if he knew that I was gay? "Nagisa." Aaron calls out to me. "It's time to go back." We spent all day in Akihabara doing what I wanted. I wonder if there's anything he wants to do? We were already in a cab as...

Best Friend

We all need a friend to keep our darkest secrets...

When my world is darker than I can understand.When my sky turns gray with no light in sight.When nothing turns out the way, I've planned.When I can’t sleep at all, through the lonely night.I turn to you like a flower bends toward the sun.You can turn me around when I’m upside down.I turn to you ‘cause you’re the only one.When I need inspiration, when I need advice.When my insides are wracked with anxiety.You lift my spiri...

Where does the sun goWhen he sneaks away,When the day turns to nightAnd my thoughts fly astrayOn the wings of the whispersThat flit round my head,And the shadows creep upAnd crawl under my bed?What does he see,This bright sun of the mornAs he rides through the heavensWhere angels are bornAnd the stars of dark velvetFling ice chips to cloudsThat soft drift falling snowOn the earth in bright shrouds?How does he feel,Jolly s...

Chapter 1: Why can't I be normal?

A curse lays in each child born in the Misluck blood line.

In the darkness of the night, a young child's voice could be heard. He was whimpering softly to himself behind an old wooden door. Endless tears stained his black and blue cheeks, soaking through his once-favorite Sticker Man sheets. He gripped the soft, plush material, piercing the flesh of the mattress with his nails as the screams he bottled up for so long, running past his lips with their venom began to seep through h...

The tears flow,I wish I could sleep, to drift down into unfeeling nothingness To cut myself off from this hollow emptiness But the tears flow and my thoughts SwirlPlaying out every twisted scenario of How I fucked it upHow I could have done it differently Of how much of a goddamn idiot I amStunted in emotions Stunted in heart Dead in the head Unable to express what it is that you truly meanTo meUnable to admit, for fear o...

Confusion of the Heart

Decisions that I don't want to make

Confusion of the heart My soul is aching My heart Hear it breaking You are my heart Always and forever I'm hurting and crying We're no longer together You can't pick and choose I have a choice to make I have to do what's best What option do I take? Contact made at random Making me cry But nothing sent to me And so I cry I don't know why I thought my tears Had run dry Been told to ask you To stop But it makes my heart ache...

Yesterday, underneath such grey skies, a funeral and one more friend goneToday, too many quiet moments, an unasked for and unwanted lull Within, just beneath the unfeigned calm, lies what many would see as cruel This time, no more anger or sorrow, no streaming tears to hide or battle Tonight, this unsought truth may be cold, but this is what was called my cycle And now, I accept the end result, as all that’s left inside i...

My Angel That Is you

I wish you had added a note, so I know it;s you?

I got a letterIn the postFrom one I love the mostBut what does it mean?I don't understand?Did you send it?Or did he to be underhand?I hope it was from youBut there was no noteI want it to be trueAnd not sent by him to gloatAre you reaching out?Should I send you an email?Do you want to discuss what I hope you sent meIn further detail?I really want to knowI want to contact youI miss you so so muchMy angel that is youMy hear...

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Anguish of Love

Words said in anger are sharper than any scalpel.

It just came out of the blue With such venom and malice. The words of anger and contempt. They tore and ripped at my heart and soul. The sound of the words died, However, the effect and damage ravages on. I hide the sadness and regret. Shed many tears in silence. I will live with it and move on. I have too many other things to live for. That is life and relationships. They run hot and cold And swirl as the winds blow. The...

They all have similarity in simplicity, My dreams about women – few and far between. I’ve only dreamed about a handful in all my life. Always short – always warm, My head in her lap, My tears in her belly button, Soft kisses on my face in hallways Or houses I’ve never seen Or beaches under golden suns. I know what I want When she visits me in dreams. I always dream these dreams in the early morning, They always grace me u...

Pain

I'm in a lot of pain

This pain is not going away, I can't deal with it right now. I hope it goes away today,Sweat is forming on my brow. The pain feels like knives,Shooting through my face.I don't know how I survive,It really feels like a rat race. In addition to the pain,I just feel so mad.I feel rather drained,The tears make me sad. So much is going on,It's cold and raining.Pain is here and not gone,I'm sorry that I'm complaining. I'm so ve...

She knew not to let him see her cry. Many times before he had gotten upset and told her not to cry. She knew it would disappoint him and that was the last thing in the world she wanted to do. She kept her head down and continued to do her work. Thinking she had gotten away with him not seeing her wipe the tears that tried to go down her face. She was so into hiding her feelings, she did not see or feel him when he came up...

Where Tears Reign

A plea from somebody with depression who seeks understanding for what she can't explain.

Here tears reign,And Self cannot be pulled togetherWhen Self is screaming, torn asunder,Where empty shell is welling up whilstEyes of others rollAgainst the failings of thisSelfish child,So called becauseShe cannot rule whatOthers hide and stow away.'Midst the back streets of her mind,Her common sense is raging cruelTo lash her weakness,Scorn self-pityAnd loathe the drama queenShe...Is?She knows not where or when they sto...

It's a happy time of the year, I know your busy at your job.For me there's lots of tears,You act like a complete snob.You shut down and run out of here,Do you even care how I feel?You're like a magician and disappear,For me it's an emotional ordeal.I say it doesn't bother me,What am I supposed to say?Your actions hurt to some degree,These are the days, I want to runaway.I'm your loving and caring wife,You're so damn moody...

some of us write,not with ink,even keyboards have no place,in our writing.we write with our tearsblooded tears,tears given birth to by pain,fathered by our sorrow,and created by our suffering.tears that leaves other tears crying.all the waters in the worldcannot stand by our tearsfor our tears will overcome them.our tears that can flood the worldand drown us all.