The Life of A F*ck up

The Life of A F*ck up

this is pretty much a poor me i’m suffering and can’t share my feelings with anyone around me so why not turn to strangers on the internet. hope you enjoy, even if no one reads just putting it out there makes me feel better. i deleted a lot because i got scared to share it

published on May 01, 20208 reads 4 readers 0 not completed
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Chapter 2.
June 28

June 28

Sometimes i can feel the earth rotating 1,00 miles per hour beneath my feet,
eventually it shifts to my brain and i feel dizzy as my mind spirals.
But other days i can feel the force of gravity gluing me in place.
I feel so heavy it is impossible to move.
It's like there is a glitch in the matrix and I am the only one malfunctioning,
like i am cursed to feel everything but nothing.
I try to put it into words but my thoughts are either moving too fast to express or my mind is empty and occupied by the endless weight of gravity.
So am I okay?
Well the earth is still spinning and gravity is most definitely working.

A poem I wrote today
        I am scared to love a girl because i know her skin would be so smooth,
I am scared to love a girl because I know i would be infatuated by the way she moves.
        It is easy to put your guard up for men whose only intentions are to watch your clothes hit the floor,
but no one taught us to guard our hearts from something so pure.
        you see women are too beautiful of beings,
you put two together and it is like listening to your favorite melody hum from guitar strings.
        I am scared to love a girl because it would be a sin,
but when I look at you I realize I would go to hell with a grin.
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