General

Let me tell you a secret,
For a secret is the same as a lie,
It hurts and destroys those who are forced to keep it,
The secret may as well be a lie, because you are ashamed to tell the truth, you hide and hide until you can hide no more.
The truth can make a whole world collapse,
Can cause unnessesary pain and suff ering but perhaps not as much pain as the secret held.
The monsters and demons that firm that make you spiral into darkness with visions thst make you believe that suicide is the only way you can break […]

Just a reminder nbarules is a mor(m)on and tries to make people here feel worse. Hey nba http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5x_-IoeSB-A&feature=related seriously!

I know why a caged bird sings
To get through the moments of pain
To drown out the ache of sorrow

I know why the caged bird smiles
Because it’s dreaming of a better day
While unaware all around it is crumbling
It’s cage is old and the latch is rusted shut

I know why the caged bird dances
To keep rhythm with the notes
To rock the cage unknowingly
To free the latch from its’ hold

I know why the caged bird is silent
The door is open
Something is waiting

A hand reaches out
Seed in the old palm
The bird goes for the bait
It coos […]

Dose anyone else feel like they have so much to say yet you always repeat the same story/feelings?

too happy, too depressed, too tired, and too hyper, so weird i can feel all of that right now. wells i guess its better than complete sadness XD :/ XD :/

Hey, I haven’t been on in awhile (you guys probably haven’t noticed) but I just wanted to say hey. What have you guys been up to? How are you doing? If you want to talk, email me at kenzie.fallenangel33@gmail.com or I have a facebook Kenzie Mack. I’m always here to listen, sometimes you just want someone to listen and try to understand. If you just want to talk, I’m here.

I’m 14 years old. I feel suicidal, but no-one knows that its this bad. They just thing I’m dark and depressing. I have been wanting to commit suicide for so long, but I can’t. Because…
I can’t leave my family behind. I love them, and I don’t even see half of them that much, so any time at all I have with them is rare. I don’t want to leave them wondering and feeling upset.
I’m being selfish, thinking about suicide, and not how my friends or family would feel if I went through with it.
And also… I’m scared. What happens when we die? […]

It’s hard to believe what have I become. There is nothing left but disgraceful rotting remains. It’s sad, I remember I was somebody not so long ago. I’d like to apologize for my presence here. I have a strong feeling I am only contamination for this site. God, I am so dead, so fucked up.

Lets talk. Let me help. I know what your going through.
Those are some of the statements I never hear. I never get told. I’ll just hide in my feelings, sink deeper into them. Have them poison me. If only they could actually end my life for me. Never have I had to be through harder trials. My “friends” won’t help. The church kids judge me. They just don’t understand. I’m scared about putting my feelings out there, out here. Getting  judged is one of my BIGGEST fears. I hate it. We’ve all had our problems, we have our style, fears, wants, needs. […]