Innerself Stories

In a world where memories can be altered and identities rewritten, one person wakes up with a chilling realization-every version of "me" feels real, but none of them feel true. Fragments of different lives begin to surface: a child, a criminal, a hero, a stranger. Faces in mirrors don't always match. Voices whisper thoughts that aren't theirs... or are they? As reality bends and identity fractures, the question becomes more dangerous than the answer: If you can't trust your memories... then who are you really?

Handsome. Gorgeous. Sexy. Hot. Playboy. Those are words that girls describe the ever popular Jayce Emerson. But those are words only describe him from the outside- his appearance. What about his inner-self? You will be surprise. A story about a boy who is completely lost in the journey of putting pieces of his life together -and a girl who comes along with help. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I do not own the photograph of my cover. First story on Wattpad so it will not be as good as other stories but mind give it a read and tell me what you think? I just want to say that even though this book sounds cliche, it will not simply about a side of a bad boy/player, it has A LOT of ups and downs and it digs deep into the miserable pasts and secrets that sometimes should not be revealed. [hundreds and thousands of misspellings/grammar mistakes in this, I will edit the whole book when I am finish writing it :)] ©littlecraycray 2015

Paintings that I weave in my mindscape with sinews of my heart and shards of my soul... this is a collection of the poems maybe I'll never read out to anyone special or maybe they won't find their ways anyway. But they'll remain in these dreams... The Phoenix Dreams

Read if you please. Writing about my thoughts and some of my life.

A journey through the noise of the world into the quiet truth of the soul

Just something to feel

It's a poetry... Not a story

Are you feeling stuck, not quite yourself, more negative than positive, anxious, worried, bored, numb or apathetic to life? Do you notice that when you make changes in your life you often end up in a similar situation as before the change and again feel defeated? This book suggests that we are taught to live outwardly and to disregard our internal experience. Instead of focusing on changing your external experience, this book suggests to work on your internal self to create the fundamental changes that will change your external world.

❝for the true mystery is the visible, not the invisible.❞

World is a judge where you get a judgement without even asking for it. Some forget that the problem is not in us but in them. Just a popular saying, "You do not see things the way they are, you see things the way you are." Beauty comes in different forms, so.... beauty is you.

"I hate the silent moments, When the pain leaks through the cracks. The moments with no distractions, When the heartache becomes too much to bare."

I've been researching for a while, I've learn by disguising in different groups of people, these are the proof of my research, just random quotes, but a message is delivering as you read I know my rants will not make sense but I hope it holds a strong position for someone My grammars are bad, but so what? It doesn't stop me from writing, I just write what I really think is happening around me, It's a small world after all Thank you for reading the updates will end when my time arrives

Who are we between the person we were and the person we are becoming? This collection is a dissection of the self-a deep dive into the stagnant corners of the mind, the fear of freedom, and the haunting question of what remains when we feel we've lost our soul. It's a map of the internal landscape, charting the quiet battle between the reckless past and the numb present.

Just a short story written for My English class's Halloween writing project. Enjoy!

Thoughts on society and innerself

Day by day, we hide from the lies The lies inside, beneath our own eyes We want to look, but we don't dare try Your eyes take over and show you why The poison down deep, deep inside They'll extract it with, your deadly cry The one we subconsciously reject And fear its might Although our goals are all in sight We repeat the things that blur our sight Wrong and worse we tremble to it Not knowing what can help fix it Another breath, breath of death Another dollar, another regret Another substitute, another crave Oh lord why must this be me Why must i not follow your ways You reply through my eyes The ones you gave me, that guide my way I abuse them along with the rest I know i abuse what i want to take care of But how do i not, if thats how i think All i know is this, and i hate it Without you id be dead I need your help, with my head They say they dont know me Ive changed, i dont think i have Its just i dont care I need you o mighty lord I need your spark To reunite me With my heart

A piece I work for my English class. A short story about the growth of a teenage girl within middle/high school.

Ever sense my parents died things have been different, i Never met them but it feels like i was with them yesterday. Iv always had this strange feeling. Day by day its like its getting stronger,Its almost as its living inside me and will burst at any moment. I have a strong connections to animals, sometimes i fear i am a animal. I sometimes wonder if i am even Human..

This a poem about the inner feelings of every humans live. It is deep and truthful and will bring out the inner beast from you. Many people can relate to this and I hope you enjoy this.