Family & Friends EffectsGeneralI Will SurviveMy Suicide NotePoetry & ArtStories of Loss Just Another Lousy Poem by KissOfDeath 8/20/2014 written by KissOfDeath 8/20/2014 It’s hard to pick yourself up, after you fallen. It’s hard to “cheer up,” when you have felt this way for years. It’s had to “move on” when your life is a stop sign. lifemovepickstopyourself 2 comments 0 Email Related posts where does it go? 5/1/2024 Avoidance, and the reasons why. 5/1/2024 Defused 5/1/2024 What’s the point of continuing 4/30/2024 Inheritance – Mental Health 4/29/2024 Off day 4/29/2024 Should I Just Self-Medicate on Sugar? 4/27/2024 Our Minds Are Our Worst Enemy 4/27/2024 How Do We Stop Being Depressed and Actually... 4/27/2024 I’m the Unluckiest Person I Know 4/26/2024 2 comments Randall 8/20/2014 - 6:40 am It’s hard to think that there is any other way than down when you’ve been down for so long. Down becomes the norm and up doesn’t even register on the scale. Log in to Reply KissOfDeath 8/20/2014 - 10:06 pm It’s like you don’t even realize there’s anything better than the life you’re living now, it’s been your reality for as long as you can remember. Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment dear. Log in to Reply Leave a Comment Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.Subscribe to comments: Don't subscribe All new comments Replies to my comments Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting.
2 comments
It’s hard to think that there is any other way than down when you’ve been down for so long. Down becomes the norm and up doesn’t even register on the scale.
It’s like you don’t even realize there’s anything better than the life you’re living now, it’s been your reality for as long as you can remember.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment dear.