Unanswered
Phone calls I sent
Messages
Double ticks.
I just didn’t understand
Why you hung me out to dry
I called again
You picked up
Then hung up
Unanswered
mayokun
The big question. The small question. Life. What is the purpose? What is the road? How to tell if you’d rather have a coffe or tea? Black or white? Light or darkness? Maybe I want a muffin?
Karolina
I have a lot of unanswered questions..
like how where when and why
I know that i have to take accountability but still there is a lot of things that i do not understand
He never told me if he really loved me and why he made the choice he made. I wonder if it ever was the same for him. An if there was anything if could have done differently.
Jacintha
When you have a question you just cannot bring yourself to ask or cannot find the right person to answer. It stays unanswered at the back of your mind till forgotten.
May
Oi Oi! Whats all this? ‘er darling you listening to me? ‘ang about, you alright love? He moved closer to get a better look. ‘Blimey’.
Chloe Lester
“Marty!!”
My voice echoed down the length of the well. I could hear it bouncing from wall to wall until it reached the shallow pool at the bottom where my brother had fallen.
“Yeah, I’m here,” came the reply, faint and pained. “I’m…”
“Marty? Marty!” I hollered desperately down the shaft.
“Marty! Are you alright? Answer me! Marty!!”
But my cries went unanswered… until I heard a deep growl that almost make the ground shake.
The unanswered phone call. That message that I actually never sent out. The words unspoken and the hate still floating in the air. The reason unsolved and unanswered until the dog crosses the street.
Nicole
some questions are better left unanswered. Some might don’t have any answers, some just don’t need any answers.For example, the other day, my son asked how much I earned in a month.
Reny Mulyaningsih
silly thoughts and spit ghosts
The Widest Smiling Faces
The wolf howled in the distance. Just one lone howl. It was never answered. And the sun rose, and life went on.
I’ll keep swingin’ for the fences
It’s like this heart is defenseless
Against the passion that’s pumpin’ through my veins
Blood, sweat, tears, it’s a callin’
And if I can’t walk, then I’m crawlin’
It might flicker, but they can’t kill the flame
I can’t stop
I can’t quit
It’s in my heart
It’s on my lips
I can’t stop, no
I can’t quit
It’s in my heart, yeah
I’m all in
Til the wheels fall off
Til the spotlight fades
I will lift your banner high
I will lift your banner high
And til the walls crash in
For the rest of my days
I’ll lay it all on the line
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Til the end of the line
Til the day I die
It’s Your name I’ll glorify
It’s runnin’ deeper than the ocean
This ain’t religion, it’s devotion
365, every minute, everyday
So in the middle of the madness
They can stretch me out like canvas
But I ain’t ever gonna fit in their frame
I can’t stop
I can’t quit
It’s in my heart
It’s on my lips
I can’t stop, no
I can’t quit
It’s in my heart, yeah
I’m all in
Til the wheels fall off
Til the spotlight fades
I will lift your banner high
I will lift your banner high
And til the walls crash in
For the rest of my days
I’ll lay it all on the line
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Til the end of the line
Til the day I die
It’s Your name I’ll glorify
Til I die and they put me in the coffin
Don’t matter if I’m on the road or if I’m recordin’
Tell me what you think about me, that really ain’t important
You know Imma represent um, I ain’t playin’, can’t afford to
I only got one life and I get it though
And this is not an act, not a movie, not a TV show
I don’t know what quittin’ means, I don’t ever take it slow
You know I’m on the grind, me and Toby in the studio
Do it for the King, what you know about that?
Say you goin’ harder, mmm I doubt that’
You say you doin’ work, but you’re asking where the couch at
How you doin’ work when you asking where the couch at?
God is not a crutch, you can use Him when you wanna
You only look to heaven when you goin’ through some drama
And when they goin’ through some problems and that’s the only time they call Him
I guess I don’t understand that life, wonder why?
‘Cause I’m all in
Til the day I die
Til the wheels fall off
Til the spotlight fades
I will lift your banner high
I will lift your banner high
And til the walls crash in
For the rest of my days
I’ll lay it all on the line
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Til the end of the line
Til the day I die
It’s Your name I’ll glorify
alexisruckel
There were a lot of unanswered questions floating around the Skeleton King’s head. First and foremost, where were his keys? Second, where was his skin? Third, would the tissue around his joints hold for the Sunday joyride he had planned with his new gal pal. Bonus question: would she provide enough skin for another week incognito?
There are so many questions that go unanswered. What if? When? Why? How? You have to be willing to trust that answers will come in time and you can’t always have instant gratification. Sometimes things are unanswered for a while.
I think this is life in a nutshell. We constantly obsess over control and finding out why. We listen to unanswered solutions in the form of religion. I think there is a magic about life. That is letting the unanswered take it’s form.
Emine
“Did you call her?”
“Yeah. I did. Multiple times.” I leaned back in my chair. It complained loudly. “They’re all unanswered. She wants nothing to do with me.”
My friend sighed and propped her elbows on the table. Her red curls fell in awkward zig-zags across her face. “Give her space, I guess?” she said.
I shrugged. “I’ve given her three months. Who knows how much longer she needs.”
Belinda Roddie
Many questions in life are unanswered but in time, we find the closure we truly need. Not everything is resolved in the times we prefer, but when they arrive, it fits in as it’s needed.
Mechelle Sweeting
This word is a fact that lingers, goes on and on with no closure. It makes people feel uncomfortable if closure is important for you.
J
Unanswered text messages. Unanswered emails. Unanswered letters. You have to learn to endure the anxiety of waiting for the reply while enjoying the hope that, maybe, probably, who knows, a response beyond your wildest dreams is just around the corner.
I left it unanswered. What was I supposed to say? I live two lives; one here, one there. I’m two people and his time expired with person #1. Now, he’ll wait until I return. Unfortunately, I’ve dreamt about him since.
Steph
my questions are unanswered
nour
All those unanswered prayers. I scoffed at the sentiment expressed in a social media update as if positive thoughts could be branded into one ideology; how is it not a mental illness again to talk to Invisible Sky Fairy? “Invisible Sky Fairy works in mysterious ways,” they’ll say. “It’s the will of the Invisible Sky Fairy,” they’ll insist. “And if you don’t believe us you’re the problem,” they’ll accuse. Such a feeling of oneness, I’ll tell ya. Anyway I don’t hear voices in my head. I do think of narratives. Articulated themes woven into dialog between characters designed to represent a view point then expanded upon in exposition.
You wondered what happened to me. I wondered what happened to you.
Evolve
My questions are unanswered and I don t care anymore.
Or I do.
Don t know.
I just want to know.
Luciana
Odd that this word should come up on the day that I decide that I’m finished with my brothers. It’s taken me a long time to realize that they will never change; that I am not the sister they want; that everything I’ve ever done for either of them has been based on a false idea. Has been based on my wanting them to love me and thinking that I could buy it with money. I couldn’t get it with my personality or soul or anything else. So I tried to buy it. For awhile, it worked. I started making good money and they’d fall on hard times and I’d give them what they needed, all of us knowing that it wasn’t borrowing. This went on for a long time until push came to shove and one of them, just the other day, took us back to those old days when he used to hit me and slap me and treat me like garbage. He went right back to that old relationship, which is after all the real relationship. My phone calls to the place went unanswered; I knew that something had happened. I’d been sold out at the last minute. It’s all good. The mirror’s been held up and I see that, as bad as I think they are, I’m not better. You can never pay for someone’s love; because, in the end, they know you’re doing it and that makes you even worse than they the person they thought you were.
rubyluby
I’ll wait.
I’ll keep waiting.
You’re not coming back.
You’re not saying anything.
You’re gone forever because forever doesn’t exist.
I was glad you believed it did, but I didn’t… I don’t.
Lindsay
With no goodbye I watched her slip away. Alive at one point, and dead the next. How does this happen? How does a extremely healthy person randomly die due to a heart disease? How does a great person like her be taken away but murders, and rapist are allowed to stay on this earth? These are my unanswered questions…
MelB
his questions always go unanswered around here. No one even thought of explaining anything to the newbie. Max was the only one to even give him anything that could seem close to an answer. Simply pointing in the direction of one of the many hallways with an uninterested grunt. At least it’s better then what Rowena gave him which was nothing more then a friendly smile.
Olivia
So many unanswered questions. So many mysteries. So many clouds, obscuring her vision. She could not know that her questions – all of them – would be answered soon, sooner than anyone could have imagined.
The calls went unanswered. There was no one there, but the phone kept ringing; the person on the other side hoping that someone would pick-up and hear them out. But it just kept ringing with no one answering.
Her two listeners, let’s call them A and N for now, weren’t really prepared for this type of situation.
As you may or may not have surmised, despite their general air of indifference, A and N were actually quite young.
Everyone in the small city, well everyone who wasn’t a college student at least, knew about the creepy witch who lived in the penthouse of the only upscale apartment complex in town. Get through one of her weird stories, and as long as you don’t speak, you’ll get a boon in return.
What in the world’s a boon? Well, look it up, we have time.
…
Okay, so A and N were hoping for something. Unfortunately came the corollary to the previous condition. Let a story go interrupted, and you’ll fall under a lifelong curse.
Obviously, A and N were very unwilling to go along with this course. So, they hatched a plan.
Her letters to him went unanswered. First they were email, then snail mail, then, at great personal expense, they were sent by carrier pigeon. Her friends tried to reason with her: he’s just not that into you, they said. He loves me, she said. So why doesn’t he answer? Why doesn’t he phone?
Why doesn’t he visit? He must be dead, she said, in despair. Litte did they know how she knew this.
Joanna Bressler
“No!” Lisa threw down the book. It was from her parents, a gift for her 6th birthday. Ever since the day they went missing, she could never hold herself together.
“You can’t live like this!” Her aunt shouted at her, tears filling up both their eyes at this point.
“I… I need to know…”
“You what?”
So many unanswered questions… why did you, what if, how could you, and where are you…? Will they ever be answered? I long for the day, maybe I should never know, maybe it’s for the best.
So many unanswered questions. He walked with the jailor down the dark, cold hall. He could barely see in the dim torch light, but so many questions kept racing through his head. Why was he being executed? Who ratted him out? Why was he the one who got caught? But above all else, What went wrong?
I have tons of questions unanswered.
Someday I hope they get answered.
buckets
Unbeantwortete Fragen. Ungefragte Fragen. Ich habe heute überlegt, dass die Kommunikation mit meinen Verwandten so unerquicklich ist, weil ich mich nicht traue, die wirklich interesanten Fragen zu stellen. Weil ich fürchte, dass diese Fragen gar nicht in ihren Horizont passen, dass sie sie ignorieren oder mich vollkommen verständlnislos anschauen.
Unanswered
Phone calls I sent
Messages
Double ticks.
I just didn’t understand
Why you hung me out to dry
I called again
You picked up
Then hung up
Unanswered
The big question. The small question. Life. What is the purpose? What is the road? How to tell if you’d rather have a coffe or tea? Black or white? Light or darkness? Maybe I want a muffin?
I have a lot of unanswered questions..
like how where when and why
I know that i have to take accountability but still there is a lot of things that i do not understand
I wonder if i will ever know all of it…
or will i just meander along and never know
He never told me if he really loved me and why he made the choice he made. I wonder if it ever was the same for him. An if there was anything if could have done differently.
When you have a question you just cannot bring yourself to ask or cannot find the right person to answer. It stays unanswered at the back of your mind till forgotten.
Oi Oi! Whats all this? ‘er darling you listening to me? ‘ang about, you alright love? He moved closer to get a better look. ‘Blimey’.
“Marty!!”
My voice echoed down the length of the well. I could hear it bouncing from wall to wall until it reached the shallow pool at the bottom where my brother had fallen.
“Yeah, I’m here,” came the reply, faint and pained. “I’m…”
“Marty? Marty!” I hollered desperately down the shaft.
“Marty! Are you alright? Answer me! Marty!!”
But my cries went unanswered… until I heard a deep growl that almost make the ground shake.
The unanswered phone call. That message that I actually never sent out. The words unspoken and the hate still floating in the air. The reason unsolved and unanswered until the dog crosses the street.
some questions are better left unanswered. Some might don’t have any answers, some just don’t need any answers.For example, the other day, my son asked how much I earned in a month.
silly thoughts and spit ghosts
The wolf howled in the distance. Just one lone howl. It was never answered. And the sun rose, and life went on.
They have left me with an unanswered question.
lack of communication, due to the busyness of todays society. people
I’ll keep swingin’ for the fences
It’s like this heart is defenseless
Against the passion that’s pumpin’ through my veins
Blood, sweat, tears, it’s a callin’
And if I can’t walk, then I’m crawlin’
It might flicker, but they can’t kill the flame
I can’t stop
I can’t quit
It’s in my heart
It’s on my lips
I can’t stop, no
I can’t quit
It’s in my heart, yeah
I’m all in
Til the wheels fall off
Til the spotlight fades
I will lift your banner high
I will lift your banner high
And til the walls crash in
For the rest of my days
I’ll lay it all on the line
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Til the end of the line
Til the day I die
It’s Your name I’ll glorify
It’s runnin’ deeper than the ocean
This ain’t religion, it’s devotion
365, every minute, everyday
So in the middle of the madness
They can stretch me out like canvas
But I ain’t ever gonna fit in their frame
I can’t stop
I can’t quit
It’s in my heart
It’s on my lips
I can’t stop, no
I can’t quit
It’s in my heart, yeah
I’m all in
Til the wheels fall off
Til the spotlight fades
I will lift your banner high
I will lift your banner high
And til the walls crash in
For the rest of my days
I’ll lay it all on the line
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Til the end of the line
Til the day I die
It’s Your name I’ll glorify
Til I die and they put me in the coffin
Don’t matter if I’m on the road or if I’m recordin’
Tell me what you think about me, that really ain’t important
You know Imma represent um, I ain’t playin’, can’t afford to
I only got one life and I get it though
And this is not an act, not a movie, not a TV show
I don’t know what quittin’ means, I don’t ever take it slow
You know I’m on the grind, me and Toby in the studio
Do it for the King, what you know about that?
Say you goin’ harder, mmm I doubt that’
You say you doin’ work, but you’re asking where the couch at
How you doin’ work when you asking where the couch at?
God is not a crutch, you can use Him when you wanna
You only look to heaven when you goin’ through some drama
And when they goin’ through some problems and that’s the only time they call Him
I guess I don’t understand that life, wonder why?
‘Cause I’m all in
Til the day I die
Til the wheels fall off
Til the spotlight fades
I will lift your banner high
I will lift your banner high
And til the walls crash in
For the rest of my days
I’ll lay it all on the line
Til the day I die
Til the day I die
Til the end of the line
Til the day I die
It’s Your name I’ll glorify
There were a lot of unanswered questions floating around the Skeleton King’s head. First and foremost, where were his keys? Second, where was his skin? Third, would the tissue around his joints hold for the Sunday joyride he had planned with his new gal pal. Bonus question: would she provide enough skin for another week incognito?
There are so many questions that go unanswered. What if? When? Why? How? You have to be willing to trust that answers will come in time and you can’t always have instant gratification. Sometimes things are unanswered for a while.
I think this is life in a nutshell. We constantly obsess over control and finding out why. We listen to unanswered solutions in the form of religion. I think there is a magic about life. That is letting the unanswered take it’s form.
“Did you call her?”
“Yeah. I did. Multiple times.” I leaned back in my chair. It complained loudly. “They’re all unanswered. She wants nothing to do with me.”
My friend sighed and propped her elbows on the table. Her red curls fell in awkward zig-zags across her face. “Give her space, I guess?” she said.
I shrugged. “I’ve given her three months. Who knows how much longer she needs.”
Many questions in life are unanswered but in time, we find the closure we truly need. Not everything is resolved in the times we prefer, but when they arrive, it fits in as it’s needed.
This word is a fact that lingers, goes on and on with no closure. It makes people feel uncomfortable if closure is important for you.
Unanswered text messages. Unanswered emails. Unanswered letters. You have to learn to endure the anxiety of waiting for the reply while enjoying the hope that, maybe, probably, who knows, a response beyond your wildest dreams is just around the corner.
I left it unanswered. What was I supposed to say? I live two lives; one here, one there. I’m two people and his time expired with person #1. Now, he’ll wait until I return. Unfortunately, I’ve dreamt about him since.
my questions are unanswered
All those unanswered prayers. I scoffed at the sentiment expressed in a social media update as if positive thoughts could be branded into one ideology; how is it not a mental illness again to talk to Invisible Sky Fairy? “Invisible Sky Fairy works in mysterious ways,” they’ll say. “It’s the will of the Invisible Sky Fairy,” they’ll insist. “And if you don’t believe us you’re the problem,” they’ll accuse. Such a feeling of oneness, I’ll tell ya. Anyway I don’t hear voices in my head. I do think of narratives. Articulated themes woven into dialog between characters designed to represent a view point then expanded upon in exposition.
You wondered what happened to me. I wondered what happened to you.
My questions are unanswered and I don t care anymore.
Or I do.
Don t know.
I just want to know.
Odd that this word should come up on the day that I decide that I’m finished with my brothers. It’s taken me a long time to realize that they will never change; that I am not the sister they want; that everything I’ve ever done for either of them has been based on a false idea. Has been based on my wanting them to love me and thinking that I could buy it with money. I couldn’t get it with my personality or soul or anything else. So I tried to buy it. For awhile, it worked. I started making good money and they’d fall on hard times and I’d give them what they needed, all of us knowing that it wasn’t borrowing. This went on for a long time until push came to shove and one of them, just the other day, took us back to those old days when he used to hit me and slap me and treat me like garbage. He went right back to that old relationship, which is after all the real relationship. My phone calls to the place went unanswered; I knew that something had happened. I’d been sold out at the last minute. It’s all good. The mirror’s been held up and I see that, as bad as I think they are, I’m not better. You can never pay for someone’s love; because, in the end, they know you’re doing it and that makes you even worse than they the person they thought you were.
I’ll wait.
I’ll keep waiting.
You’re not coming back.
You’re not saying anything.
You’re gone forever because forever doesn’t exist.
I was glad you believed it did, but I didn’t… I don’t.
With no goodbye I watched her slip away. Alive at one point, and dead the next. How does this happen? How does a extremely healthy person randomly die due to a heart disease? How does a great person like her be taken away but murders, and rapist are allowed to stay on this earth? These are my unanswered questions…
his questions always go unanswered around here. No one even thought of explaining anything to the newbie. Max was the only one to even give him anything that could seem close to an answer. Simply pointing in the direction of one of the many hallways with an uninterested grunt. At least it’s better then what Rowena gave him which was nothing more then a friendly smile.
So many unanswered questions. So many mysteries. So many clouds, obscuring her vision. She could not know that her questions – all of them – would be answered soon, sooner than anyone could have imagined.
The calls went unanswered. There was no one there, but the phone kept ringing; the person on the other side hoping that someone would pick-up and hear them out. But it just kept ringing with no one answering.
So what now?
Her two listeners, let’s call them A and N for now, weren’t really prepared for this type of situation.
As you may or may not have surmised, despite their general air of indifference, A and N were actually quite young.
Everyone in the small city, well everyone who wasn’t a college student at least, knew about the creepy witch who lived in the penthouse of the only upscale apartment complex in town. Get through one of her weird stories, and as long as you don’t speak, you’ll get a boon in return.
What in the world’s a boon? Well, look it up, we have time.
…
Okay, so A and N were hoping for something. Unfortunately came the corollary to the previous condition. Let a story go interrupted, and you’ll fall under a lifelong curse.
Obviously, A and N were very unwilling to go along with this course. So, they hatched a plan.
Her letters to him went unanswered. First they were email, then snail mail, then, at great personal expense, they were sent by carrier pigeon. Her friends tried to reason with her: he’s just not that into you, they said. He loves me, she said. So why doesn’t he answer? Why doesn’t he phone?
Why doesn’t he visit? He must be dead, she said, in despair. Litte did they know how she knew this.
“No!” Lisa threw down the book. It was from her parents, a gift for her 6th birthday. Ever since the day they went missing, she could never hold herself together.
“You can’t live like this!” Her aunt shouted at her, tears filling up both their eyes at this point.
“I… I need to know…”
“You what?”
So many unanswered questions… why did you, what if, how could you, and where are you…? Will they ever be answered? I long for the day, maybe I should never know, maybe it’s for the best.
You have not unanswered my question .
So many unanswered questions. He walked with the jailor down the dark, cold hall. He could barely see in the dim torch light, but so many questions kept racing through his head. Why was he being executed? Who ratted him out? Why was he the one who got caught? But above all else, What went wrong?
I have tons of questions unanswered.
Someday I hope they get answered.
Unbeantwortete Fragen. Ungefragte Fragen. Ich habe heute überlegt, dass die Kommunikation mit meinen Verwandten so unerquicklich ist, weil ich mich nicht traue, die wirklich interesanten Fragen zu stellen. Weil ich fürchte, dass diese Fragen gar nicht in ihren Horizont passen, dass sie sie ignorieren oder mich vollkommen verständlnislos anschauen.
Life is an unanswered field and you have to try to find its purpose even though you can’t find all the answers.