Post
Experience Project iOS Android Apps | Download EP for your Mobile Device

I Write

Personal Stories, Advice, and Support 9,252 People

    I grabbed my bag in a rushing manner,

    speedily maneuvering through the furniture. I zip through the door, shutting as I leave. My pace fastens, until i outbreak into a full out run. Knowing I have know time to waste, if it was true what he said....then Oliver would have ended up at Borgan hills apartment building...
    Cooper802 Cooper802 18-21, M 1 Response 1 day ago

    Your Response

    Cancel
    ThomasKR ThomasKR 16-17, M Dec 22, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Write not until your head hurts,

    write not until your hand hurts, but instead write until your heart hurts, for it is only through unbearable heartache that we are truly freed.
    teacupgoddess teacupgoddess 16-17, F 2 days ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Blurred Lines: Part 2 She turned around to

    face him. Her pretty face was regaining its normal look of defiance. She sat on the bed and crossed her legs. "I didn't tell you to sit", he said quietly. She began a retort, but looked at his face and thought better of it. Something was there that she hadn't seen before. She...
    harveyspecter harveyspecter 41-45, M 7 Responses Jul 23, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Quote: If I'll be Clyde will you be Bonnie?

    Will live a life of crime that not even the law can end. Will spend the rest of our life's in the road,running from this dark world. Our journey will bring a burden to the people who don't want to let reality go but joy to the people who do.Ill show you a life without reality...
    JJpsp123 JJpsp123 16-17, M 1 Response Mar 17, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Writers And Witches

    If you are like me, you want your life to mean something more than an accumulation of days and nights passing in a melancholy blur of mundane tasks that include nothing more meaningful than the biological performance of breathing in and out. If you are like me, you want more, you...
    hillbillycrone hillbillycrone 56-60, F 3 Responses Jan 24, 2012

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Writing Is My Stress Relief

    I use writing as my stress relief. I write poems according to how I fell especially when I'm upset about something. It's how I get stuff off my chest that I can't say out loud. It's easier for me to lay my feelings on paper then it is for me to speak them. Honestly I think that's...
    mak314 mak314 26-30, F 2 Responses Jun 27, 2007

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Not fiction or factual,

    just words. Things that were and are yet to be, stories from a life ongoing without set goals other than living it. I'm no Karouac, no Dickens or Twain but the truth is none of that matters to me, just the stories, the memories, the dreams of what may yet be. I once knew a woman...
    notext notext 46-50, M 3 days ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Midnight SecretsWandering through the

    sunsplashed dayAll reverie and anticipation tracing the descent of the sunSenses drawn, seductively the dusk calls to meMy desire leads me into the night, into you.I surrender to your darkness..
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 5 Responses Sep 19, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Home The soft breeze lifts my hair

    and tickles my neck as we gently swing. Your arm is warm around me, your thumb drawing slow circles on my shoulder sends lazy waves of warmth through my soul. I wonder if you know what that small caress does to me. Do you know how much it means? Your quiet voice blends...
    CoffeeFlavoredKisses CoffeeFlavoredKisses 46-50, F 3 Responses 1 day ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    How exquisitely beautiful is the autumn treeIn

    it's dying..Like a love that seems to endYet, perhaps only fading into dormancy.Just as that tree shall burst forth into lifeon some warm spring day.Perhaps that love also never quite dies,But is lying in quietude, stillness..Waiting to be reignited in some brilliant ray of...
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 12 Responses Oct 28, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Cobalt blue stained eyelids wrinkle,

    her cheek blurred as salt filled tears fall soaking one spot on her silky blouse that made her a lady. Her neck and chest flushed by the heat of emotion as desperation bellows from her core. Slouched like a child in a large brown arm chair, she gazes off lost in a familiar...
    soulrunher soulrunher 41-45, F 10 Responses Mar 27, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    I sit in my room, slumped in a chair,

    Wind through the window blows my hair, The room is dark as I sit alone, Waiting for my friends to phone. Loneliness is darkness, It removes all signs of light, No matter how you fight it, Your day still seems like night. Loneliness is solitude, Shelter from the pain, When...
    codenamekidnextdoor codenamekidnextdoor 22-25, F 1 Response 3 days ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    A promise, made the whisper of hope as love

    turns to sorrow to grief to disdain leaving fractures upon the surface scarring each deep within a love once forever a promise, unkept…
    WithGracefulness WithGracefulness 46-50, F 6 Responses Dec 4, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    More than a Dance

    Who watched them? Only the birds glanced upon them not knowing what they saw. On the soft morning air music drifted quietly into the peace of their still place. Their place, a spot by his river. Trees stood  like still sentinels, surrounding the lovers. Sunshine, gentle, not...
    Tgilly Tgilly 51-55, F 19 Responses Jun 28, 2012

    Your Response

    Cancel

    It'S Just Sad ...

    I think what hurts the most .. Is when you give your all .. To someone .. Through thick .. Through thin .. Through big .. Thought small .. Thought hard .. Through easy .. Through the day .. Through the night .. You're there for them .. You stick with them .. No matter what...
    Hope1001 Hope1001 18-21, F 2 Responses Mar 14, 2013

    Your Response

    Cancel

    I have a tumblr where I express my random

    thoughts. You might say it's more spiritual in nature. Here's the link: asmps.tumblr.com
    ajvad ajvad 22-25, M 1 Response Jan 20

    Your Response

    Cancel

    I was a dreamer in a past life,

    I was a killer in another. I was a psychopathic madman, And an angry tyrant mother. I am a prisoner of time, I am a mass of contradictions. I am the writer of lies, And deceptive truthful fictions.
    Rarereality Rarereality 22-25, F 5 Responses Nov 24, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Blurred lines He was brought up a good

    christian boy. Always taught to treat women like the princesses they are. He knew he was lucky. Dad was a powerful, imposing man, but he was confident in himself, so much so that he allowed his vulnerability to be seen. He danced with his little girl at Father Daughter dances...
    harveyspecter harveyspecter 41-45, M 11 Responses Jun 12, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    A little boy in silence stands,

    As tears stream down his cheeks, Ready to bury his father, After two long painful weeks. His father was a soldier, Brave and strong and true, Who fought for his country, For people like me and you. Slowly he moves towards the grave, Where his fathers company stood, Their eyes...
    codenamekidnextdoor codenamekidnextdoor 22-25, F 1 Response 2 days ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    What I Want..............................

    **** I wanna see you. and hug you. and kiss you. and make you smile. and make you laugh. and just lie on the sofa next to you. and then just fall asleep beside you. it’d be nice.
    gypsysub gypsysub 41-45, F 4 Responses Nov 25, 2013

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Mental Ilness

    How could I ever begin to explain the spontaneous laughter or when the tears fall like rain What else could you do but just walk away when I want to tell you but there's nothing to say * so I cry or I laugh with no reason or rhyme I spend thoughtless silence...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 4 Responses May 4, 2010

    Your Response

    Cancel

    I've written a thousand half stories in my mind.

    Writing makes me feel depth and more alive. I am always composing. Sometimes I am kept awake at night just writing stories that have never met a pen. I choose the words like some woman fret over shoes and dresses. Every word must match and flow together much like picking an...
    girlfriday5 girlfriday5 26-30, F 3 days ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    There’s more than just beauty in this change

    of season. There is strength in the newness, the youth. There’s power in the struggle to grow and become. It’s a vibration in the clean, sweet scent of the air around us. Then there is you with your own personal scent. Warm and masculine. I breathe you in and you pull me...
    CoffeeFlavoredKisses CoffeeFlavoredKisses 46-50, F 1 day ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    But you're still here

    when you weren't supposed to. Offering thoughts of kindness, of care for a shattered, broken bastard. Faking a laugh at a lame joke when nobody laughs except you. You were very clear. I didn't even try or think or plan to grab you. I understand that you love her and well, you...
    PieceOfSummer PieceOfSummer 22-25, F Jan 9

    Your Response

    Cancel

    the sun rises dim and cold in a grey

    sky shadows fall across a barren landscape devoid of hope scattered shards of broken dreams lay glimmering in the fitful light my heart rent asunder, it`s contents fall away bleeding into the parched earth no dreamer wakes this day, no light beckons this weary soul alone in...
    onestarrynight onestarrynight 51-55, M 3 Responses Oct 22, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    The Drifter (Work-In-Progress) I have no proud

    legacy to leave, but if I can leave just one impression upon the face of this earth, I will leave my story. I was but one of hundreds of thousands of faces forever branded with the scarlet letter of the 21st century, irredeemable in the eyes of many, relegated to a lifetime of...
    SaudadeVirgo SaudadeVirgo 31-35, M 1 Response 2 days ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    In my night In your darkness Senses aching to

    feast Pleas escape my gasping throat My body screams your name As it bursts forth savagely Drenched in fluid bliss..
    Mirages Mirages 41-45, F 6 Responses Oct 2, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Tell Me How You Like It (and Be Honest!).

      An unnatural light hung over the familiar town of Lowur’s Valley. My skin prickled   with the strange feeling of a thousand eyes resting upon me. There was not a whisper to be heard, even the blacksmith’s shop was silent, a rare occurrence...
    daltrunner daltrunner 16-18, M 8 Responses Apr 6, 2007

    Your Response

    Cancel

    A Spell...Oh, maddening man from whence you

    cameLeave my heart so I can dream again.  
    livelaughlovedream3 livelaughlovedream3 41-45, F 6 Responses Jan 8

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Lost and found

    I came out of the milk-house wearing a old coat with strips of bright red material pinned (with big, yellow ducky diaper pins) to the hand-me-down, mismatched buttoned coat.  The red is to protect me from deer hunters should I get out near the big woods...
    Freestanding Freestanding 51-55, F 20 Responses Aug 11, 2009

    Your Response

    Cancel

    See me walk, my hair rippling in the breeze,

    I see your smile first, then your eyes and smile back. My stride long and confident, slows a bit as I pass by. Our eyes engaged, but I have somewhere to be, maybe at another time in my life I could have stopped to see if that spark could have developed a wildfire.
    Funequalsfun Funequalsfun 46-50, F 4 Responses 1 day ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    It's another cold,bitter cold day on this 18th

    of January 2015.I live in the northeastern part of NY state. The Adirondack area,I'm not writing to complain about the weather.I'm writing to just write. Weather and sports the two daily topics that most people start a conversation. How cool would it be if you saw somebody you...
    AfanOfbigNaturals AfanOfbigNaturals 41-45, M Jan 18

    Your Response

    Cancel

    The stars are just beginning their exhibit

    as I am still ten hours away from home. I sat at the right side of a 2 by 1 bus, the 1 side. I don't feel alone though. I feel so close to me for the first time since I have arrived in Manila. I guess it means my business in that busy place has filled me with worry. Not only...
    PieceOfSummer PieceOfSummer 22-25, F 2 Responses Jan 16

    Your Response

    Cancel

    I'm mad at myself, not you.

    I'm mad for always being nice, always apologizing for things I didn't do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, But most of all, not hating you, which I know...
    wiznerd14 wiznerd14 26-30, F 2 Responses Dec 22, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    There once was a boy

    and every night he did not sleep because ever night he would wish he had a gun. No one knew because he didn't let them. he did hurt him self but in a place no one would ever see he was destroying the one thing he had left his mind. A long time ago he tried to hurt himself in...
    ThomasKR ThomasKR 16-17, M Dec 28, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    I need you, don't want to leave you tonight,

    I just want to be close and hold tight All you do, is all I need and if it's good for you its good for me, so hold tight Don't turn away in fear, in this time and in this space, keep us here and hold tight A tender moment lost in bunches of passionate kisses and light touches...
    soulrunher soulrunher 41-45, F 9 Responses Apr 20, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    An Escape

    I love to write, to let my feelings out in my poems to escape into my stories to forget I'm me for even just a little while
    TwistedAngel TwistedAngel 18-21, F 2 Responses Sep 1, 2007

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Your not sure if I want to be saved

    and I can't tell you. Because I'm not sure I want to either. When the one thing that's been here for me for so long is pain how do I let it go. When everyone else has left me it stays beside me. When I lay on bed thinking of my death it hugs me. When I'm on the brink of tears...
    ThomasKR ThomasKR 16-17, M Dec 28, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    There's Something I Have To Say To You If You

    Promise You'll Understand I Cannot Contain Myself When In Your Presence I'm So Humble Touch Me Don't Hide Our Love Woman To Man. . . One Thing In Life You Must Understand The Truth Of Lust Woman To Man So Open The Door And You Will See There Are No Secrets Make Your Move Set...
    Dreambuttterfly Dreambuttterfly 41-45, M 1 Response Jan 15

    Your Response

    Cancel

    People say they know pain

    and depressed people should just get over it. For me when your a 6 or 7 year old little boy and the person you look up to the most*was my father* turns on you and you watch him beat your older brother who has always protected you. Then because you have always looked up to him he...
    ThomasKR ThomasKR 16-17, M 2 Responses Jan 12

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Hold Me Over...

    Love on one side, hate on the other, how is that, which to choose..Like a magnet i'm pulled to your negative, always playing the positive fool.Can't do it but I want to win, you make me crazy, putting bullet's through friend's.What's funny to you makes me want to die, so feed me...
    deleted deleted 26-30 8 Responses May 5, 2011

    Your Response

    Cancel

    last night I had all these ideas

    and could only seem to get a few lines on paper. hoping to be able to make something happen
    greeneyz83 greeneyz83 31-35, F 4 Responses Jan 21

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Miserére Nos Dominus

    The weary sun this day does not rise  as the earth is rent in twain by a booming blare spawned from a sickly horn. Ragged hands wrapped in beads of Rosary scrape their way up the fleshy earth.   A man near the opened earth, of no religion does he ascribe who days ago did laugh...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore 22-25 5 Responses Oct 18, 2012

    Your Response

    Cancel

    I need no comfort, I can comfort myself.

    I need no love as I am blessed and surrounded. I need no food, I have more than my fair share. I need no water, it is in abundance. I need connection of thoughts and spirit...making another connection in this beautiful work of art that is my life. That brings me peace. It...
    Funequalsfun Funequalsfun 46-50, F 1 Response 8 hrs ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Coming To Terms With A Facet Of Human Nature.

    It’s so very odd hearing the people in the room next to me chattering. These strangers speaking as if they were old friends, as if a connection of some odd kind actually existed between them. They chortle and chuckle, smile and smirk, how very odd indeed! They offer up the...
    SilenceEvermore SilenceEvermore 22-25 7 Responses Aug 27, 2013

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Tears on a Lotus. . .

    If you do not write of things from deep within your own heart, your mind and your soul, What’s the use of churning out so many words? Unless you got lost on purpose Would you have ever gotten this far? Time passes, There's no way We can't hold it back ~ Why, then, do...
    Dreambuttterfly Dreambuttterfly 41-45, M 3 Responses a week ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Should I grow thorns

    or expect you to grow flowers?
    erikaninetyseven erikaninetyseven 16-17, F 6 Responses Nov 10, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Harmony

    I have loved you; it seems, since the beginning of time – so deeply it feels impossible to have begun with my relatively insignificant life. My longing burns when we are apart and consumes when we are together. The more I have of you, the more I want of you, until all that is...
    deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses Nov 23, 2011

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Sometimes you have to build an entire fortress

    just to keep one person out.
    Milesfromyou Milesfromyou 31-35, M 4 days ago

    Your Response

    Cancel

    The sun was beginning it's descent.

    Shadows danced across the valley as the echo of laughter drifted on the cool autumn breeze. Just reflections and memories of what would never be again. A myriad of familiar scents pulled her back into another time. She stood swaying softly, her eyes closed, breathing them...
    CoffeeFlavoredKisses CoffeeFlavoredKisses 46-50, F 5 Responses Nov 22, 2014

    Your Response

    Cancel

    Baby Soldier

    Someone tell me where we are not all that close, not all that far Marching feet and distant drums but I can't see where they come from...