Join For Free!

Illness Stories

illness

Just lost in nuances in busy corners of the mind and tricks of elusive memory, feeling feeble fragments   of some hidden reality,   lost in a thick dark fog,   in an already crumbling world,   holding onto some figments   of a menacing dimension,   fallin...

After The Storm

It's pretty calm now, after the storm

The show went on. Billy Elliot the Musical had a run of six shows from February 24th through 27th, and March 3rd through 5th. We were sold out for all the performances. It was successful by anyone's measurement. And I completed the show. We have a populat...

Anonymous

love at the wheel part 2: A new journey begins

Love at the Wheel Part 2, sequel to a live story began in 2010.

  Love at the Wheel Part 2, sequel to a live story began in 2010.It's the next journey in Charlotte White and Robert Swift's life as they now try to learn how to be in a relationship together now that their feelings for each other are revealed. But it is...

I lay in bed, breathing deeply, hoping it would distract me from my excruciating headache. Pieces of the only food I had an actual craving for floated in a bucket of vomit by my bedside. “God, why me?” I whimpered. A strong wind forced the curtains away f...

Get Free access to these great features

  • Post in the Forum
  • Write your own Stories
  • Contact members
  • Comment on Stories

Why should I be here when my child has gone?I'm devastated and don't know how to carry on;She had a bright future coming her way;Till everything changed on a beautiful spring day;She was always so calm and dignified;Despite overwhelming pain she rarely cr...

The age was just grey.Time had not really started.The meaning of life,had not been imparted.All days rolled in one.A never-ending strife.Through monotones, I'd created,My meaning of life.Each day I awoke,with a solitary goal.Survive until sleepand live th...

The Cool Side of the Pillow

Sometimes, overloaded senses can be forgotten in a simple gesture, just for a moment...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Languishing dreams where a heart grows still,Slowing tick of the clock drives distraction toDeath's resurrection inGrey of the dayWhere the sun has lost hope an...

Depression

This is an illness like any other...

Drowning deep within one’s self Echos of fears and memories past Pressures of self doubt Resurfacing from time to time Eroding what’s left of one’s self confidence Seeking, searching for something Some answers that may help end the insecurity Intoxication...

The End Of Things

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.

Their happiness taunts me, the cruelest of jokesIf only they knew how I felt.My heart in pieces, just a shell of a manCursing God, for the cards that were dealt.May your heart be broken a thousand timesMay you drown in a sea of tears.For only those, who h...