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I Express Myself Through Writing

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    Well written. Well played.

    Real pain. Deadly end. No more actions. Done. The stage  curtain goes down. No one is  clapping. Everything turns to blurry images, can't breath, just tears, rolling down on once loved soul...
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F 1 Response 6 hrs ago

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    So hard to trust this online world Lies are

    rampant and so easily told I do not lie, even when it might cause pain Because in my own heart, the truth will stubbornly reign
    Accebere Accebere 36-40, F 5 Responses Aug 16

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    The wave of emotions had hit me like a huge

    stone wall. I might just give up. To go to a side where they aren't. They obviously never wanted me around. So I slip by silently. My silence taken as anger. My distance taken as disappointment. But they'll never learn to stop and listen. The scars they formed and show no means...
    mangadrawer12321 mangadrawer12321 13-15, F 3 days ago

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    My Forgotten Passion

    I had lost it somewhere, between here and there.  The words no longer came like they once had. Maybe I was lacking the passions I once had. I missed writing and the passion it brought out in me for my love, my life, and my existence. My whole existence numbed and became merely a...
    fungirlmmm fungirlmmm 41-45, F 16 Responses Dec 15, 2011

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    A human brain is so limited.

    It can't hear its own snoring. Neither can I.
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F 2 Responses 2 days ago

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    The existence of Gravity is

    where Time seems to come to a standstill. It is a beautiful and powerful relationship where Space embraces them both as equal as they are needed for us to age gracefully. If I stop moving, I'll die soon. If I never stop moving, Time will give me a wrinkled suit to wear, which I...
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F 1 Response 2 days ago

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    His mind is like a tapestry Beautifully

    intricate and complex His eyes are like a strong cup of tea Making me feel awake and alive His voice is like the ocean Strong and powerful, yet still soothing His heart is like the sun Helping me grow His arms are like the branches of a tree Waiting to catch me and keep me safe...
    Accebere Accebere 36-40, F 1 Response Nov 16

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    Why We Must Remain....Perfect Strangers

    The stride is long and confident, sometimes deliberate, down this path of life. Boot straps are wound tightly concealing the foot aches from journeying many many miles of discovery. The hat brim is drawn down to protect you from these sky blue eyes, an overcoat flaps in the...
    Mrperfectstranger Mrperfectstranger 51-55, M 5 Responses Nov 20, 2013

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    In RainShe awoke early,

    curled on her side facing him. She kept her eyes closed for a moment, listening for him, his deep breathing letting her know he was lost in dreams. She slipped quietly from the bed, hoping the soft ruffling sound of the crisp, white, hotel linens wouldn't wake him. Reaching for...
    livelaughlovedream3 livelaughlovedream3 41-45, F 12 Responses Nov 4

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    The holiday season, Thanksgiving in particular,

    is not an easy time for me. I struggle at this time each year because I lost my Grandfather on Thanksgiving morning some years back and it was one of the lowest, truly awful days of my life. The day he passed was difficult because I had lost a father figure, a role model, as...
    Indigolesbian70 Indigolesbian70 41-45, F 2 days ago

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    If I cut myself would you just let me bleed?

    To watch me rip open, would help piece me together? Never easy to know, to be so sure to know that someone will always be there. But not everyone can be there. They've been there over and over in the past. And for what? For nothing to be given, to rot inside themselves, hoping...
    mangadrawer12321 mangadrawer12321 13-15, F 2 Responses 17 hrs ago

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    The feeling of blood rushing out of wounds is

    the best feeling. To know that in any moment you could die. Watching as your surroundings focus in and out. Hoping that death will devour you soon. To make time go by, and to decrease the pain I take a bottle of pills. Knowing that as I start laying in the tub full.of water I...
    rainbowpanda12 rainbowpanda12 13-15, M 4 hrs ago

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    A few weeks ago I was talking with a friend

    and she made a statement that made me think about some hard times in my life. I'm not sure what we were texting about or why but she said, "I'm glad for the tough times in my past because it's made me who I am today". It also reminded me of a story I read many years ago. I...
    SirLaughalots SirLaughalots 36-40, M 8 Responses Jul 6

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    I often write or type what I feel not

    because I prefer to express myself that way, but rather no one seems to be too concerned with what I have to say. I have always been pushed around, manipulated, ignored, and interrupted by family and peers. I remember being a kid and my Mother had a rule: NO interrupting...
    rrainfall rrainfall 31-35, F 3 days ago

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    I've come to a lot of revelations,

    most I was already aware of but too scared to admit to myself. The first: When someone truly cares for you they will NOT hesitate to tell you how amazing they think you are. AND I don't care if they're shy, or anxious. Or who knows what. The second: I ALWAYS allow myself to be...
    NeverForgeIt NeverForgeIt 16-17, F 3 days ago

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    I Like My Work.

    Someone asked me what I do for a living. The following is a letter I wrote telling him a little about my work history. He told me it is a  great story and would make a good movie. I laughed and said that it would gross fifteen cents at the box office. I said I could prove it. I...
    Serenitree Serenitree 70+, F 34 Responses Jan 7, 2012

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    I cut people out i fight to stay alive trying

    to fight for my friends to stay. Crying every time i hear there name, they don't know my story yet they judge. Blocking people out not because i can't handle getting close to anyone getting hurt again and again getting beaten emotionally so much, having to think suicide is the...
    Deathisblack Deathisblack 13-15, F 1 Response 6 hrs ago

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    EP Trolls

    I don't mean to be rude with what I am about to say, but I think I have to say it. I apologise if someone gets offended in advance. I am quite sick of people judging my and others' stories and questions. I joined this website because I felt a certain freedom in expressing my...
    cherrytomatoes cherrytomatoes 26-30, F 11 Responses Jun 2, 2013

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    It's an absolutely perfect early winter day.

    The temperature  is just so that holding your lovers hand feels warm and safe yet there are no barriers of mittens between the heat of your skin. The cool air entering our lungs feels refreshing,  calming,  like a mantra. The soft, almost unintelligible  scent of frozen...
    Missjayne1 Missjayne1 31-35, F 1 day ago

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    Sing...Dance with me.

    Feel the music inside me. Let me see you. Your moves, touch, hands, naked body, your desire longing for mine. Look at me. Tenderly.
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F 3 days ago

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    My wicked thoughts of you travel the same way

    my brain undulates Curving so close to you yet never crossing to intersect Encased in a shell protected from the harsh world outside Omnipresent even when I should maintain focus on real life Reminders that I am fortunate to share my desires safely To have found a like mind is...
    Accebere Accebere 36-40, F 4 Responses Jul 30

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    Butterfly, Butterfly Where have you gone my

    precious butterfly Mother is down in the bottle Father smokes his way out Sister seems to ignore you Brother is far too distant Butterfly, Butterfly What happened to your innocence butterfly Uncle took me to the room Uncle wanted me Uncle hurt me Uncle made me swear Butterfly...
    LenaBena1430 LenaBena1430 16-17, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    I’m learning to love the books we

    liked Without thinking of you. I’m learning to love the films we liked Without thinking of you. I’m learning to love the music we liked Without thinking of you. But most of all, Most importantly, Im learning to love myself Without thinking of you. -Learning, AJ
    AJM95W AJM95W 18-21, F 1 day ago

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    Aquarius1402 Aquarius1402 22-25, F 2 days ago

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    It wasn’t untilI was laying on the

    bathroom floorThat I realisedThis is not a game anymore.-Cold Tiles, AJ
    AJM95W AJM95W 18-21, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    When I write a book, I can never seem to write

    the whole thing. I begin it and after I finish the chapter, another idea for a book pops into my head then I never go back to the previous one. Does anyone have the same problem?
    ShadowClaw ShadowClaw 22-25, F 2 Responses 3 days ago

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    Is it so wrong that part of me still desires

    that which is so damned desirable? I can take the doctor at her word; From fatty foods and f*GS abstain. Moderate, but not restrain, The urges that corrupt my brain. I could flush my spirit down the drain But not the craving of a pure addiction. That...I know will still remain...
    dayvee65 dayvee65 46-50, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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    I journal a lot. I've been journaling

    for yeeaaars. I need something to do in my old age- reading all my old journals. I may not do it myself, but I think it would be sweet if one of my children wrote a book based off of my journals, even sharing bits of my journals. I just like that I'm leaving something behind for...
    astrokitty4341 astrokitty4341 22-25, F 2 mins ago

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    She found me, when i thought i could never feel

    again. She found me and opened me up. She brought all those long forgotten emotions to the surface and made me feel. Then she just left, in the dead of night without saying goodbye. So now i stand here alone, in immeasurable pain that i cannot even describe. How could someone be...
    TheWickedJester TheWickedJester 26-30, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Blue eyes fixed on you.

    What would you like for me to do? Lingerie is your fix? How about a corset tightly fit? Legs spread as you request, Watch me come with lurid zest! Bent over and fingers deep, Moaning with the pleasure steep. I can feel your fingers wiggle inside, My greedy smile I cannot hide...
    Accebere Accebere 36-40, F 11 Responses Sep 26

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    "Muh Lyf"

    Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Modi. It all started when I was born, my mother said it was an easy going process...easy for her maybe, all I remember was bright lights hitting me in my eyes with several spectators. I didn’t know whether to be born or do jazz hands...
    Modiwolfshit Modiwolfshit 41-45, M 16 Responses Apr 9, 2013

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    I wrote this in 09 Am I me?

    Can I really only be me? Does it make sense to say that I am only Me, different from all else, and existing as only myself. I certainly don't exist by myself. I look around and see walls, and dogs, and outside trees and hear crickets, but maybe that's beside the point. Would I...
    chimbie88 chimbie88 31-35, M 2 days ago

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    I have learned to simply refrain from

    expressing my fears and pain to her. Having them met with a silent disdain offers me no comfort or relief and no doubt adds to her discomfort by being asked for a level of intimacy that she is emotionally incapable of participating in. I use writing as my release, I write...
    GJOFJ3 GJOFJ3 56-60, M 5 Responses Jul 12

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    Hours of ************ And I still crave more.

    No matter how much sex I ache to my core. My passion and drive Are so innate. This fire is seems, No one can sate. Good men some say, Are hard to find Harder still, a good man, With a deviant mind. One who gives such Honest care. And needs sex more Than breathing air.
    Accebere Accebere 36-40, F 5 Responses May 31

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    I unbind the corset of my heart

    and surrender to you the tie.
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 10 Responses Feb 22

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    A Day Of Rest

    I felt her forehead and was relieved to see that the fever was going down. She had drifted off to sleep and as there were no more medication to take for another hour, I decided that I had a moment to make myself a cup of tea.  I was careful to turn the tv volume down but not...
    holloway64 holloway64 46-50, M 16 Responses Oct 11, 2012

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    Wrote this short poem the other day: 'The

    Boxer' Raw, bitter blood-born Cracked and mummified knuckles Built by muscle and homicidal tendencies, A role model who snapped you, Carved you with a chisel and ice pick, Barely missed your eye, Swipe, you dive left and conjure a sly smite, Bloody half time renders him blind...
    LegitimateRabbit LegitimateRabbit 18-21, M 1 day ago

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    For people like me...

    we always want more...just one more ****...one more ******...one more touch...one more laugh...one more look into each other's eyes...
    Accebere Accebere 36-40, F 5 Responses Oct 12

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    Just a pitiful trait Evoking emotional

    insecurity Always twisting the Love growing inside Of us into an Undulating mess of Sadness and fear changing You into the worst version of yourself
    Accebere Accebere 36-40, F 1 Response Aug 24

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    Sometimes I wonder how it would feel to feel

    blood running out of a wound slowly. To watch my surroundings blur in and out as I start to lose conciseness. To see everyone's gave around me. Their expressions twisted into happiness, and others have tears falling. Truthfully he won't ever know how I feel. She won't ever know...
    mangadrawer12321 mangadrawer12321 13-15, F 3 days ago

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    The road ahead.... She stood there.

    . Unable to see the road ahead.. Fears, doubts came running from behind and pushed her hard. She fell down.. but slowly stood up again with all her strength.. Yet she was unable to see the road ahead.. Was it bcoz of the thick fog or her own tears clouding her eyes.. She wanted...
    starlit11 starlit11 22-25, F 4 Responses Jan 15

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    I

    long to curl my soft warm femininity into your strong rugged manlinessuntil the lines blur and melt into one..
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 24 Responses Dec 7, 2013

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    I had never felt more betrayed I knew thats how

    it would play out, but I was frantic. Desperate for it to change winds I begged, and howled with the wind. Please. Please, don't let go of me. Tie me down, next to our favorite tree. But, honestly, I know now, and I saw then You didn't love me the way you loved her. And I know...
    NeverForgeIt NeverForgeIt 16-17, F 2 days ago

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    For My Fellow Man

    Like so many of you, I am trying to sell myself like a ***** to a company that will discard me like the ***** I am when they’re done with me. I will function in the hive complex, aspiring to achieve a meaningless title in a company..so that I can live a life of comfort. This is...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore 22-25 14 Responses Feb 28, 2013

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    I picked up a pen and started writing today.

    I left my past behind some time ago. I felt that I lost a part of myself. The expressive self that always collated words into paragraphs detailing my existence.
    EnchantedMay EnchantedMay 26-30, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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    Short poem I wrote titled: 'The Boxer' Raw,

    bitter blood-born Cracked and mummified knuckles Built by muscle and homicidal tendencies, A role model who snapped you, Carved you with a chisel and ice pick, Barely missed your eye, Swipe, you dive left and conjure a sly smite, Bloody half time renders him blind. No break...
    LegitimateRabbit LegitimateRabbit 18-21, M 1 day ago

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    You are in my mind Laboring up a sand

    dune Wading slowly through the water Running quickly not stopping to catch your breath Curling up beside me Engulfing me Remaining through storms Strolling in the mist Basking in the heat with me
    Accebere Accebere 36-40, F 5 Responses Nov 2

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    Sometimes a person always tends to focus on the

    end result.. His mind is so focussed to achieve his goal that he just forgets to enjoy the path along the way .. Coz the path really doesn't matter to his mind .. what matters is the result.. So obsessed is he with the result that there's no scope for failure coz failure just...
    uselessguy uselessguy 36-40, M 2 Responses 1 day ago

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    A Scene From The Twilight Zone

    Today was a special day, my first day on a new job. Doing something that would be rewarding and please me. Lets call her Alice, my new boss. One of the "must-do" was never to smoke while I was there for any reason. No problem, I don't smoke that much to worry. Then it was do not...
    MorningBreeze MorningBreeze 56-60, F 21 Responses Mar 21, 2013

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    Her tongue flicked across the temptationplaced

    so desirably before her.Luscious sensation flooded her sensesand created a ravenous thirst for more.She craved, needed. Hungered for more..To feed her, fill her up, satiate her fully.
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 10 Responses Jul 1

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    A few weeks ago my wife

    and I had the unexpected opportunity to have dinner alone. At the last moment our kids had made last minute plans and would be away for the night. We usually can't agree on much but we can always agree on this one particular restaurant. It's a little mom & pop hole in the...
    SirLaughalots SirLaughalots 36-40, M 7 Responses Apr 26