It’s Chris’s twenty-first birthday and the smell of alcohol fills the air as music plays through huge, booming speakers. They had rented out a whole club for the occasion, so it's empty except for the drunken cast members who slosh around wearily, grinning stupidly and only barely realizing that maybe, just maybe, they overdid it with the alcohol. The designated drivers have long since given up their post and have succumb...

It's hard to say how I feel, each and every day, Life is very hard, in so many ways. They say things will work out and be okay,I live my life just for today. I too get sad and things don't go right,I'm worried most days and every night. What will happen in the upcoming years?I really have no idea and cry many tears. Nobody knows what it's like in my shoes,What it's like dealing with Autism, they haven't a clue. I'll tell...

When you're lost and unable to stay, I'll love you, in all different ways.When you're burdened with pain and sorrow,I'll be here for you tomorrow.When you're in that difficult place,I'll wait to see your smiling face.When the pain is too much to bear,I love you so much, I really do care.If I can just bring a smile to your face,When you're in that very dark place.I love you, I hope to break through,You're not alone, I'm he...

I am here for so many hours in a day, Why don't you reach out in some kind of way.A phone call or a text seem rather nice,You seem rather cold, your mood like ice.I am always doing nice things for you,I'm starting to get sad again and feeling blue.I know you are busy with your job,You come across like a total snob.I have feelings and often feel sad,I'm at my boiling point and now I am mad.I feel you feel very comfortable...

I try to be up-front, honest and kind, On-line relationships, you really lose your mind. Maybe the friend is in a bad mood,Or possibly having a bad attitude. Feelings of being lost and confused,Feeling very sad and used. Talking for hours each and every day,Maybe real life has taken you away. Is it something I did, why won't you say,I'm feeling very hurt and it's ruining my day. This is now your second chance with me,I'm...

I have a condition called TMJ,It's excruciating jaw pain that won't go away. It mimics all sorts of pain and it hurts like hell,Sometimes my face gets puffy and starts to swell. I have gone for injections on my face,Even tried a special mouth brace. It seems to hurt when I am under stress,I have tried all sorts of treatment with no success. Insurance does not cover this condition,There is no particular physician. I take p...

The alarm calls out again, pleading with you, begging you to get out of bed; a stubborn siren barely audible over the brewing storm in your head. Why did you even bother setting an alarm; it's not like anyone wants to spend time with you. Nobody wants to listen to the insecure whining of a hopeless loser. The vicious record repeats new versions of the same song. Idiot. You can’t even remember why you set an alarm. You try...

I need you tonight can't you come here,I've been crying tonight can't you see my tears.It is so hard to be away from you,It's like when our relationship was new.Just call me and let me know you're all right,We had an argument and had a big fight.It's so hard to be mad at each other,Let's get back to being lovers.I love when we are together,This life we created is forever.

I’m alone and I yearn for you, I’m alone and I burn for you, I’m alone and I cry for you, I’m alone and I scream for you, I’m alone and I crave for you. When I’m alone I feel out of control, When I’m alone I feel lost in my own world, When I’m alone I can hear the screams, When I’m alone I can feel the pain, When I’m alone I feel as though this place we call home swallows me whole. When I’m alone I wish nothing more than...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.A coffee cup in a coffee shop,Clean white china,Round and perfect."Pick me," it smiles,A wink and clinkA-beckoning the cold travellerWith her scarf hiding her face."I can't afford you, coffee cup,"The weary wandererWhispers through the stripes,And her hand reaches for her little purse.Just a few coins,Just enough,Perhaps,To kiss...

This mask I wear, the one you can’t see, it’s there to protect me. I put it on when I need safety. It’s there to protect me. When I feel at my most scared, I put it on, and hide my fears. The pain I've seen and the pain I've felt overwhelms me. I can’t undo what I've seen, or even what I've been through. This mask I wear, the one you can’t see, it’s there to protect me. I've been lied to, hurt, and even lied too, I can’t...

Live or Die I noticed Alex on the last day of her senior year, I knew this would be a life changing day for her, I just had to wait for the events to occur. It was the day they were all waiting for; it had finally come. The last day of high school was among them and they were only 5 minutes away from walking out those doors for the last time as high school students. The clock ticked as each second went by when finally the...

I want to close my eyes Clench them tight to stop the Spill of salt water that aches to rush And fill this hollow void inside of me. The world shifts sideways Life revolves and history repeats Over and over the insanity of it Drives me further inside myself. Where is that breath of air I need so desperately Where is that space? The sunlight fades on my yesterday and Fails to rise on my tomorrow. Were I to dance in the lon...

 I have no feelings, Lost A hollow sense of self. I want what I cannot have and Yearn for all that is beyond my reach. I want to wake up gone, Adrift in heaven Away from a world that hurts, If a broken heart hurts What then of a broken soul? Crumpled and kicked Longing for release But kept strung out on this thing called life A sick addition that caves in the spirit And turns it bitter to Grinding teeth and evil eyes And...

Here I am, sitting on a large bus of high-school students (with a few middle-schoolers thrown in), as we are riding back from a church trip. My heart is heavy, and all I can do is stare out the window at the trees that line this Alabama highway, and think about what I’ve done. Sitting next to me is one of my best friends, who is the closest guy friend that I have. I won’t tell you his real name, but let’s call him Austin....