Hey it’s me broken. I haven’t been on here in months. I doubt anyone remembers me. I don’t recognize any body from when I was here. Just wanted to say hello and that no matter what you need to smile. Cause once you reach that point of total darkness and your right about to break well that’s the moment you can be free but only if you try hard.
Broken.
I used to come here. Everyday. All day. I think I’m better than before. The depression still lingers in my head. But oh well. I figured it out. I don’t wanna die so much as I just wanna be saved and forget this awful place. My scars still remain. I mean they’ll always be there. But that just means I’ll have a story. I plan on getting them covered with tattoos. Instead of pain for depression I’ll have pain for art. I don’t know why I came back here. I guess it’s cause I’m feeling so lonely tonight. So bad that I just wanna pick […]
If anybody feels like they don’t have anyone to talk to email me. Im a 16 almost 17 year old girl who’s just trying to find her place in this world.
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I havent been here for a while now. Cause I thought I was better. But I’m not. The reality of it is I’m worse than I was before. It’s just that now I’m ignoring the pain as it’s sucking me in deeper and deeper. Nobody wants to talk to me. I stare at my phone hoping someone will. But they don’t. I more alone than I’ve ever been. I just want it all to end. I can’t take it. I heard a knock upon my door the other day I opened It to find death staring in my face. This is my new favorite song. […]
Can’t stop crying. Cant stop shaking. My head hurts. I can’t breath. I wanna die. I’m so alone. I just wanna be held.
I’ve been gone for a while. I tried to kill myself the other night. And it was working. I was actually gonna die…until mom decided to come home early. Puzzled she just looked at me. The blood everywhere. Straight to the hospital. That had shitty fucking food. I was evaluated time and time again. Spent a couple lonely nights in the psych ward. Awesome. Now I more fucked up than I was before. Met some nice people. I love being surrounded by insanity. It fuels my flame. I’m so attracted to it. I crave it. Cause it’s the only thing I know.
People doubt my abilities. My mind is like a raging spiral of endless possibilities. The best thing about being a dreamer is that pretend time is all the time. My imagination is never ceases to amaze me. How something so small could result in something so epicly mind blowing. Some people have a problem with it, which quite frankly i don’t understand. You tell me to calm down and be normal but if anything I’m not normal. And I’m never gunna conform to the social norm that our society is based upon nowadays just to please your preconceived notions on how you want me to […]
It’s too late now. No use and putting out an amber alert. I’ve been missing for years. No need for a funeral cause I’ve been dead to you for years. Remember all the times you weren’t there to wipe away all my tears? To go into my closet and ward off all my fears. Under the bed and in my closet. That wasnt a monster that was just me. And the girl I would grow to be. Where were you when I had to walk home alone. Collecting rocks for when I would play skipping stones. All by myself in the backyard. Where were you […]
I remember it all. The pills. The pot. The pain. I miss it. I was too incoherent to understand the pain, and now that iv stopped. It’s never hurt so bad. I use to laugh. I hated my laugh. I used to laugh with one eye closed and one open. But people made fun of me. So I changed my laugh. I used to go out. Now I don’t even leave the house. Every day gets more and more depressing. I remember when I used to do whip it’s and inhale ********. Huff. Euphoria. Crash. Do it over and over for hours. I just wanna […]
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I did it. That thing I havnt done in almost a month. I cut. And I can’t stop.
Battered. Annihilated. Shattered. Fragmented. Cracked. Crushed. Fractured. Call it what you want. But I’m broken. Casualty. Fatality. Innocent. Martyr. Call it what you want. But I’m a victim. I know what it feels to be alone. To stare at your blade. Music blaring. Trying to escape reality. Writing fuck up deeper and deeper into your skin. Not caring that it’s said to be a sin. Watching your blood. Biting your lip. Too ignore the pain. I know what it feels like to be up at night clenching your stomach cause your crying and just wish you could scream. Crying cause there’s no one there. No […]
It’s summer time. All the pretty girls are letting down their hair. Going out in their shorts and tanks. Bikinis. Boys. Beaches. When you look at me you can’t tell it’s summer. My hair stays hidden beneath a hat. Always. I stay hidden behind jeans and sweaters. Why? Cause of my scars. Some from me. Most from mom. Others from dad. A few from brother. Like the one on my stomach from the time mommy didn’t wanna make dinner for dad. She was mad. Grabbed my brothers football cleats. Sliced my stomach. Ran after me and got my back. Or the time I didn’t get […]
I always listen to this when I’m down this is for every last one of you guys. Especially Liz X boy Brandon ky someonesaveme longtimegone jamiejamiejamie and yeah everyone else.
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don’t belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on, turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don’t know what it’s like
When nothing feels alright
You don’t know what it’s like, to be like me
To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark
To be kicked, when you’re down
To feel like you’ve been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
When no […]
at night. When the house is quiet. But my pain is loud. I like to dance. I dance so much. I work on my dancing. I’m actually not bad. I like to sing. Oh how I wish I could sing better. I would do anything. Music allows me to do these things. Without it I’d be nothing. Its a part of who I am. Id dance and sing for years and years just so I wouldn’t cry. But I cry. I cut. Nothing will ever be enough. Just tell me you care. The bad news I can bare. My life is a song. I don’t […]
I’ve been ostracized. I’ve been victimized. I’m vulnerable. I’m broken. Emptiness lingers at the top my fingers as the rest against my cold shiny comfort of my blade. I’ve stared at walls. I’ve been thrown up against them. Beaten to the ground. Trying to cover my ears so it can muffle the sound. The sound of sorrow. The sound of my life. I’ve never belonged. Incapable of emotional attachments. Afraid of trust. But not death. Cause death is my friend. He promised to take me to lunch. The final supper. I will feast. I crave for companionship. Someone to hold me. Nothing more nothing less. […]
“Battles”
Cursed by my imagination,
teaming with echoes of situations.
I do not feel well, pressed beneath this spell.
Polishing my social skills,
with one more drink, and two more pills.
I do not feel good, I thought by now I would.
But then again.
It’s like one thousand paper cuts,
soaked in vinegar.
Like the battles with yourself,
that leave you insecure.
It’s all just a numbing charade
Until the day you finally wake up,
and you’re not afraid.
Bound by my own disposition,
the endless hunt to find fruition.
I’m insatiable, even if my cup is full.
My sore throats, are now routine.
I’ve got to […]
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“Numb”
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
[Chorus:]
I’ve become so numb, I can’t feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
I’m becoming this, all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
Can’t you see that you’re smothering me,
Holding too tightly, […]
Party of one. In Anna’s room. Bring your own chips man. Sleeping on the couch in my room cause my bed doesn’t want me. I don’t blame him I don’t take up much space just a sliver. What kind of music will you be playing at this one man party why only the good kind of course. Ohhh ok boss just checking. Big dance floor. Pew pew crash on the floor where I cry by myself. Best part about being borderline insane is you can hold a conversation with yourself. That’s right I’m talented. Don’t hate. Even better when nobody cates about you and you […]
My secrets are hidden in a pandora shaped box waiting for that one day to come in which it can be unlocked so my soul can escape and I can pull back the curtain of fabrication that others call life. Not a matter of what purpose it should serve and how it’ll end but the actual purpose. Always running away from our problems. Guess that’s why they call it the human race for humanity’s sake they tell us to not ask questions. Silence so loud for it has no company. Watching and observing my surroundings. The people and the places they choose to go. But […]