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There was a girl
Her name was zoey,
One say, zoey was feeling down. The world was not giving her satisfaction, because there was one thing after another. Everything about that day seemed to be going against her. She could feel the boiling point, and took off the kettle of tea, as she sips she gets a sudden urge to feel something .
She starts to think.
And suddenly. She reaches her own boiling point. She gave in to her temptations and yelled. All she could think of was the fact, she has changed. Zoey was at her point of no survival, and became indecisive.
She began to tell everyone how she actually felt . But honestly words came out.
People could notice her frustration and began to laugh. As they murder her.
And that was the life of zoey.
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Oh my goodness! Poor Zoey!

I've definitely reached my boiling point and sometimes people have laughed at me. Thankfully, no one has murdered me...yet.
You are so sweet!
•Gentle•
I felt the cold breeze beneath me.
i tasted what ever evil could possibly taste like, as if that could change me.
I wanted better,
I wanted to feel something.
I felt the breeze,
As if that could change me.
Too many times,
Have I gave my all into toxic games,
Just so I don't have to feel lonely.
As I write this, I am ten toes down in the gutter of my own despair.
Waiting for someone to wake me from this nightmare.
But in the real world no one safes you.
I gave up,
I took whatever life as ever given me,
Sucked it up,
And delt with the bulls***.
You say you want more?
so does the rest of the world.
Thinking that it is okay to body shame or murder.
But for those that smoked the devil's lettuce has to spend all of eternity behind bars.
Waiting for their own revival.
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Lovely--Thanks for sharing! Welcome to WdC, Cursedlove! I know you've been here a little while, but I don't think I've said hi yet, so HI! *Bigsmile*
Broken in despair,
Were my fears that were meant for someone else,
This is my disciple,
In a quest to find my brains revival,
Only to be crushed, by an anvil.

My fingers started to tap,
As my feet were taking me in circles.

Where do I go now?
What is one memory you wish could erase?
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Welcome to WdC!

I can only choose 1 memory? lol Uh...Maybe my sexual assault. Too personal? Well, no one wants to erase good memories. Hahaha

By the way, you probably won't get many responses because you are new. You posted on the newsfeed, but most people only look at their Personal Newsfeed. That lists only things from people they have Fanned. (It's like Friending a person on here.) Anyone can click Community Newsfeed and see everything anyone posts on their newsfeed, which is how I found you. But most people aren't interested, are too busy, or forget (like me). But the longer you are here and the more you socialize, the more Fans you will get and the more people will see what you post. *Smile*

Anyway, good luck and welcome to WdC!
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