hard, life altering, life changing, difficult to handle, close to death, angering someone, loss of friendships.
Chelsea
i had a severe head ache the other day, i think it was because of bus exhaust. those kinds of headaches always remind me of riding the bus home in elementary and middle school. the cool kids sat at the back of the bus, which is weird to think about how rosa parks went to such great lengths to prove that she didnt have to.
hank
the wound in my back from where your knife had stabbed me was severe. i couldn’t manage to make it heal. i tried avoiding you, i tried loving you, i tried not looking you in the eye. but every morning, i would wake up and that wound was still red, swollen, and ugly. it was an ever-present reminder of these days and nights that i spent with you, thinking that all was well, when all was not well.
The thunderstorms were severe. He was just a little boy, he was so scared. He held onto his blankey and sucked his thumb for comfort. He stayed in his parents bedroom so that his superhero mom and dad could save him from the storm.
shannon kahermanes
Punishment is the first word I think of, but I can’t describe it in words. I don’t feel like I should be punished for anything, but everything is so severe and sharp and similar. I need a vacation.
a severe illness. that’s what the doctor told me when i asked what my mom had. i was too young, of course, to understand what he would mean if he said “cancer” or “lukemia.” i was too young to understand that she would soon die. when her time did come, i was in shock. my understanding of the term “severe” was much different from the doctor’s. her stay in the hospital could have been because of a severe booboo for all i knew. so why did i lose her?
this is when there is an extreme amount of damage done to something and needs much TLC to get it back to normal
Jordan
It was a severe, heartwrenching moment, not unlike those you see in the movies. However, this was entirely true. Her lover, her fiance, was brutally murdered in front of her eyes by her best friend. Jealousy struck when you least expected it. That much was true.
Harsh.
The spotlight shines,
unyielding.
Burning; I feel myself shriveling underneath its temerity.
Unrelenting.
I cannot move, I cannot see, I cannot speak.
I cannot escape.
I am forced;
I am stuck.
My love for him was severe: undying, unconditional, irrational.
“You wanted to break up with me…” he said.
I stared at my shoes. “Not want…”
“You regret it, don’t you? You should have left, shouldn’t have given in.”
“I still believe leaving was the logical thing to do. But I’m happy that I chose to stay despite that.”
You’re beautiful, in every way. I love you. Is it too late to walk away?
Emily.
The stretcher is carrying me.
A series of lights i see.
Is this the hospital?
I can’t speak.
Why did that truck come?
And made my body parts amuck?
So much for luck.
It hurts…
Maeve
a river rapidly flowing down a rock that has many sharp edges, but for some reason the water continues to flow. The mood I’m in right now as my eyes feel like they may drop.
I had a severe headache that was causing my eyes to burn. I didn’t know what to do or think, all I knew was I needed to talk to him. My body was still, my hands were cold and I was typing frantically on the keyboard hoping that I could make some sort of connection, mostly to bring peace to myself, not him.
Mitra
Three e’s seperated by an s, v, and r. SVR is sever. With an e is severe. Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh. I’m really failing today like I failed a few days ago. I burnt my leg on an oven door tonight, not severely, but it still hurts. Colon. Left parenthesis.
severe tramatzing day of heart ache and sadness for my daughter and my family for me as the brave person that I am I feel battered from the inside out I feel angered and I feel lost like something has been stolen from me why must I try to justify who I am to people why mst I care I dont I don care why can’t I live peacefully among them and just shut my eyes to their cruel intentions and be hunble within myself and for myself why must I drag things on and on in my mind and hurt my loved ones who endure this along with me for no reason
Kari Gaskin
Severe.
Many times we think our problems are severe
So important and terrible
But all it takes is a look around
To see
That things aren’t so bad for you
As it is for
Others.
nothing can really make me feel how this word can inject itself into my life with all it means and entangles with it. its always pain, pain, and more pain in one way or the other. its something simple but horribly obtuse. I really really wish this word had no meaning, or nothing with it came to light
zach
That was her punishment.
It was painful and agonizing and unjust in the extreme.
But she bore it without protest like the obedient girl she was, because, in failing to do so, she would put the others in danger. A far worse punishment than that which she was currently suffering.
Anne Falcon
sexy
happy
love
luck
dance
dream
sisters
fashion
passion
family
friends
food
excerise
medicine
laugh
humor
dessert
dolce
Nicole Burgagni
It was a severe injury they said. Lying on the hospital bed, I was thinking, “What makes an injury severe? The level of disgust on people’s faces? Don’t all injuries amount to pain?”
Professor McGonagall is often described to be a woman with a severe face. Her physical features reflect her personality in that they are harsh, as her demeanor often appears.
Anne Falcon
Her hari was pulled back into a severly tight bun, and her face was pinched and tight. She was beautiful in a kind of forced way, like she was trying too hard. From the outside, she looked like the sort of person who would steal your heart than eat it for breakfast. A shark. A go-getter. A ‘Me’ girl. But if anyone had tryed, really tried to peel back that strained, outer shell, they would have seen the pain inside. The little lonley girl who grew up too fast. The brusies that have since faded from her body, but not from her heart. If someone looked, really looked, they would have found Mae.
Midnight Sol
severe, this is a word used to describe an indescribable feeling. the on-edge, this is freakin dangerous, what the fuck do i do kinda feeling. severe situations and severe consequences are things to AVOID.
it was severe
that pain that she felt
the cause unkown
but the effect was there
it pulled her apart
from limb to limb
she never knew
never met him
roya
Severe is the end of some love, it don’t give you choice, you have to get bed…
Milton
Severe. The sharp pains that come after you realize you’re no longer five years old and that you’re not going to whisked away by a real mother. Severe. The sharp pains that come after a breakup that fills your heart with scary pangs of loneliness that are enough to make you curl up on bed and cry yourself to sleep. Severe. The sharp sadness that come after you realize you’ve tried too hard in life looking for a perfection that does not exist, not in family or in love. Severe. The sharp happiness that come after you learned how to enjoy.
She wouldn’t allow herself to eat. There was now way he was going to control her anymore.She would keep hold of herself. She would remember her power.
sara
I cant believe how severe the anguish was and how instant the anguish was when I read his last reply. Am I still that attached? I guess I must be.
ecraft
Severe storms are scary, yet they are best kind. There is no better time to sleep. Although I have to admit as a resident of Oklahoma, severe storms are nothing to be messed with. You have to take it serious, unless of course it is Gary England screaming at you about the impending doom!
“First aid kit.”
“What?”
“First aid kit! Hurry!”
Joseph hadn’t operated in the field since Desert Storm, but he didn’t have time to reminisce to the war days.
A very unfriendly word. The word often reminds me of with very strict rules, and terrible repercussions if these rules are broken. Adolf Hitler, for example, was very severe. It also reminds me of communism, for some reason. It’s a terrible word with many bad connotations.
Alexandra
“Whap,” goes the nun’s ruler on the surface of the desk.
“Ouch,” I say, even though it hasn’t even come close to touching me.
“Loser,” whispers the boy next to me.
Love is severe. It can bring severe pain, it can bring severe happiness. I don’t like to think “severe” is a negative word. Just a powerful one. I appreciate what “severe” can offer. I think so many people settle for mediocrity because they’re afraid of severity.
Shelby
Thunderstorms are severe. Severe is worse than bad. It is at the highest point. It is serious. It is dangerous. It is the opposite of light.
Laken
Marnee debuted a new haircut at the sorority rush party. Some would call the shaved and zebra-stripe painted left side and scarlet and orange mohawked left side severe, but she had grown tired of her blond hair and Laura Ashley party dresses. Tonight, she was going to put the FU back in Phi Upsilon Omega.
Izolda
I was on the battle field. next to my buddy. that’s how all these stories go don’t they? Always with a buddy, or a pal. Anyways we were there and we saw something. A kinda something one should never see and is rarely every allowed to see.
Nancy Mitchell
It’s funny that you bring this up. My head is in the severest of storms all the time, and right now–right now it’s every thunderstorm and blizzard and hurricane and tornado, all combined, all whirling around me. I’m so cold. Let me in your window.
Emeline Houle
There are severe consequences to anything we do in life. The people we meet, the settings and situations that playout throughout our lives. Every choice has a consequence, and every worthwhile event has a more severe ramification. The more something is worth to you the more severe the downfall. Does that mean we should shut down and never try? Maybe.
Broc Sewell
And like that, with a snip of his claw-esque fingers he severed the rope and set us all free.
hard, life altering, life changing, difficult to handle, close to death, angering someone, loss of friendships.
i had a severe head ache the other day, i think it was because of bus exhaust. those kinds of headaches always remind me of riding the bus home in elementary and middle school. the cool kids sat at the back of the bus, which is weird to think about how rosa parks went to such great lengths to prove that she didnt have to.
the wound in my back from where your knife had stabbed me was severe. i couldn’t manage to make it heal. i tried avoiding you, i tried loving you, i tried not looking you in the eye. but every morning, i would wake up and that wound was still red, swollen, and ugly. it was an ever-present reminder of these days and nights that i spent with you, thinking that all was well, when all was not well.
The thunderstorms were severe. He was just a little boy, he was so scared. He held onto his blankey and sucked his thumb for comfort. He stayed in his parents bedroom so that his superhero mom and dad could save him from the storm.
Punishment is the first word I think of, but I can’t describe it in words. I don’t feel like I should be punished for anything, but everything is so severe and sharp and similar. I need a vacation.
His nose, his cheekbones, his chin were all sharp and jagged. It matched his severe views on those around him. No one was good enough.
a severe illness. that’s what the doctor told me when i asked what my mom had. i was too young, of course, to understand what he would mean if he said “cancer” or “lukemia.” i was too young to understand that she would soon die. when her time did come, i was in shock. my understanding of the term “severe” was much different from the doctor’s. her stay in the hospital could have been because of a severe booboo for all i knew. so why did i lose her?
this is when there is an extreme amount of damage done to something and needs much TLC to get it back to normal
It was a severe, heartwrenching moment, not unlike those you see in the movies. However, this was entirely true. Her lover, her fiance, was brutally murdered in front of her eyes by her best friend. Jealousy struck when you least expected it. That much was true.
Harsh.
The spotlight shines,
unyielding.
Burning; I feel myself shriveling underneath its temerity.
Unrelenting.
I cannot move, I cannot see, I cannot speak.
I cannot escape.
I am forced;
I am stuck.
My love for him was severe: undying, unconditional, irrational.
“You wanted to break up with me…” he said.
I stared at my shoes. “Not want…”
“You regret it, don’t you? You should have left, shouldn’t have given in.”
“I still believe leaving was the logical thing to do. But I’m happy that I chose to stay despite that.”
You’re beautiful, in every way. I love you. Is it too late to walk away?
The stretcher is carrying me.
A series of lights i see.
Is this the hospital?
I can’t speak.
Why did that truck come?
And made my body parts amuck?
So much for luck.
It hurts…
a river rapidly flowing down a rock that has many sharp edges, but for some reason the water continues to flow. The mood I’m in right now as my eyes feel like they may drop.
I had a severe headache that was causing my eyes to burn. I didn’t know what to do or think, all I knew was I needed to talk to him. My body was still, my hands were cold and I was typing frantically on the keyboard hoping that I could make some sort of connection, mostly to bring peace to myself, not him.
Three e’s seperated by an s, v, and r. SVR is sever. With an e is severe. Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh. I’m really failing today like I failed a few days ago. I burnt my leg on an oven door tonight, not severely, but it still hurts. Colon. Left parenthesis.
severe tramatzing day of heart ache and sadness for my daughter and my family for me as the brave person that I am I feel battered from the inside out I feel angered and I feel lost like something has been stolen from me why must I try to justify who I am to people why mst I care I dont I don care why can’t I live peacefully among them and just shut my eyes to their cruel intentions and be hunble within myself and for myself why must I drag things on and on in my mind and hurt my loved ones who endure this along with me for no reason
Severe.
Many times we think our problems are severe
So important and terrible
But all it takes is a look around
To see
That things aren’t so bad for you
As it is for
Others.
nothing can really make me feel how this word can inject itself into my life with all it means and entangles with it. its always pain, pain, and more pain in one way or the other. its something simple but horribly obtuse. I really really wish this word had no meaning, or nothing with it came to light
That was her punishment.
It was painful and agonizing and unjust in the extreme.
But she bore it without protest like the obedient girl she was, because, in failing to do so, she would put the others in danger. A far worse punishment than that which she was currently suffering.
sexy
happy
love
luck
dance
dream
sisters
fashion
passion
family
friends
food
excerise
medicine
laugh
humor
dessert
dolce
It was a severe injury they said. Lying on the hospital bed, I was thinking, “What makes an injury severe? The level of disgust on people’s faces? Don’t all injuries amount to pain?”
Professor McGonagall is often described to be a woman with a severe face. Her physical features reflect her personality in that they are harsh, as her demeanor often appears.
Her hari was pulled back into a severly tight bun, and her face was pinched and tight. She was beautiful in a kind of forced way, like she was trying too hard. From the outside, she looked like the sort of person who would steal your heart than eat it for breakfast. A shark. A go-getter. A ‘Me’ girl. But if anyone had tryed, really tried to peel back that strained, outer shell, they would have seen the pain inside. The little lonley girl who grew up too fast. The brusies that have since faded from her body, but not from her heart. If someone looked, really looked, they would have found Mae.
severe, this is a word used to describe an indescribable feeling. the on-edge, this is freakin dangerous, what the fuck do i do kinda feeling. severe situations and severe consequences are things to AVOID.
it was severe
that pain that she felt
the cause unkown
but the effect was there
it pulled her apart
from limb to limb
she never knew
never met him
Severe is the end of some love, it don’t give you choice, you have to get bed…
Severe. The sharp pains that come after you realize you’re no longer five years old and that you’re not going to whisked away by a real mother. Severe. The sharp pains that come after a breakup that fills your heart with scary pangs of loneliness that are enough to make you curl up on bed and cry yourself to sleep. Severe. The sharp sadness that come after you realize you’ve tried too hard in life looking for a perfection that does not exist, not in family or in love. Severe. The sharp happiness that come after you learned how to enjoy.
She wouldn’t allow herself to eat. There was now way he was going to control her anymore.She would keep hold of herself. She would remember her power.
I cant believe how severe the anguish was and how instant the anguish was when I read his last reply. Am I still that attached? I guess I must be.
Severe storms are scary, yet they are best kind. There is no better time to sleep. Although I have to admit as a resident of Oklahoma, severe storms are nothing to be messed with. You have to take it serious, unless of course it is Gary England screaming at you about the impending doom!
“First aid kit.”
“What?”
“First aid kit! Hurry!”
Joseph hadn’t operated in the field since Desert Storm, but he didn’t have time to reminisce to the war days.
A very unfriendly word. The word often reminds me of with very strict rules, and terrible repercussions if these rules are broken. Adolf Hitler, for example, was very severe. It also reminds me of communism, for some reason. It’s a terrible word with many bad connotations.
“Whap,” goes the nun’s ruler on the surface of the desk.
“Ouch,” I say, even though it hasn’t even come close to touching me.
“Loser,” whispers the boy next to me.
Love is severe. It can bring severe pain, it can bring severe happiness. I don’t like to think “severe” is a negative word. Just a powerful one. I appreciate what “severe” can offer. I think so many people settle for mediocrity because they’re afraid of severity.
Thunderstorms are severe. Severe is worse than bad. It is at the highest point. It is serious. It is dangerous. It is the opposite of light.
Marnee debuted a new haircut at the sorority rush party. Some would call the shaved and zebra-stripe painted left side and scarlet and orange mohawked left side severe, but she had grown tired of her blond hair and Laura Ashley party dresses. Tonight, she was going to put the FU back in Phi Upsilon Omega.
I was on the battle field. next to my buddy. that’s how all these stories go don’t they? Always with a buddy, or a pal. Anyways we were there and we saw something. A kinda something one should never see and is rarely every allowed to see.
It’s funny that you bring this up. My head is in the severest of storms all the time, and right now–right now it’s every thunderstorm and blizzard and hurricane and tornado, all combined, all whirling around me. I’m so cold. Let me in your window.
There are severe consequences to anything we do in life. The people we meet, the settings and situations that playout throughout our lives. Every choice has a consequence, and every worthwhile event has a more severe ramification. The more something is worth to you the more severe the downfall. Does that mean we should shut down and never try? Maybe.
And like that, with a snip of his claw-esque fingers he severed the rope and set us all free.