If someone had asked me what the final straw was; I’m not certain that I’d be able to pinpoint it. Four years worth of a friendship, more than half of that time spent with frustration building over instances and occurrences that seemed insignificant to others. Or, maybe I’d finally reached that age where there wasn’tContinue reading “That Kind Of ‘Friend’ by Cortney Joseph #ShortStoryAugust”
The thoughts weigh heavily, They invade my sense of peace, They take hold of me. They grow enraged and scold me, Loathe me for desiring to be free, And just a little happy. They weigh heavily.
I don’t feel… Seen. Heard. Loved. Cared for. Appreciated. I don’t feel thought of, Only called on when convenient. Only spoken of, and negatively, when I couldn’t give what was needed.
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I swallowed a bottle full, Just to see if I would make it through. Just to see if I’d be born anew, Just to see if other’s tears would be many or few. I woke in the same hell of days before, Pain and strife leaving my heart torn, Still drowning in a seaContinue reading ““Attempt Ten” by Cortney Joseph”
I’ve grown so comfortable in my loneliness, I’ve come to expect feelings of sadness & nothing less. I’ve come to expect not a care from the world. Come to accept the life of an unloved girl. I’ve perfected smiles that are hardly true. I’ve settled in my life of lows and blues. _________ Follow http://instagram.com/writtenbycortContinue reading ““Lonely Blues” by Cortney Joseph”
It was heavy on his mind, wouldn’t allow him to rest or find the peace that seemed to find his wife with ease. Looking at the digital clock on his nightstand, a despondent look fell upon his gentle face as he read ‘3:12 a.m.’. It was becoming like clockwork, made him wonder why he’d evenContinue reading “Castle Of Sand | by Cortney Joseph”
2018 started and ended the way each year has started and ended for me since I entered adulthood. Began on a very high and positive note, and came crashing down into a big ol’ ball of fire. If there was any visual of what I looked like all year long, it’s this beauty right here…Continue reading “The Year I Left Behind.”
The lights shone a bit brighter than they had previous nights, flashing about the arena as screams of joy and excitement filled the space. Bodies lifted from their seats, jumping up and down as fresh New Jack beats kicked off, the band giving no less than a hundred percent. The second hour of an extendedContinue reading “One To Grow On (Extended) by Cortney Joseph”