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  September 2nd, 2010 by ditzyrascal

She sits in her room with a sharpie in her hand
Writing down the words that no one understands
There’s writing on the walls, up and down her arms
Explaining why she caused herself this mutilating harm

It tells a heartbreaking chronicle of her brutal life
And it’s all there written in plain black and white
This story is for the strong, not the weak at heart
It’ll bring tears to your eyes at why she finally fell apart

For as long as she can remember, her life was always hard
At the infantile age of eleven she started her self harm
She hid her many cuts and gashes from everyone’s eyes
Wearing a smile all …

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:) – To Jmoses

  September 2nd, 2010 by lindinha

It’s ok. In my country is not an offense to send someone to facebook but other a compliment.
It’s just sad that you are so commited on leaving but still I sense on you so much energy that you could be using in a self-respecting and caring way.

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no one to talk to

  September 2nd, 2010 by contepartio

I’ll get to the point. I hate myself and have had very few periods in my life since I was probably eight (35 now) where I have been happy. It comes in flashes but never lasts.I left my adopted hometown in the NW and moved to TX. I absolutely regret it. I am broke, have no job (no one will ever get back to me despite hundreds of resumes/apps sent)  insurance for my family and am living off of the charity of my familty. I am a loser. I’m 35 and have zero to show for it.

I really can shut off my emotions to everyone …

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a horrible poem

  September 2nd, 2010 by jmoses

In darkness not a shimmer of hope is ablaze
Nights befall nights, with hopes of better days
My grasp is tight, the clinch of desperation
In this world I sit with no hope or expectation
Parts per million, brain matter, and death notes
horrible thoughts, through pain I breast stroke
My life so empty, heart long lost to the pain
Unto society I feel as though I’m only a stain
Past memories fill my head full of madness
if only I could finally just slay the sadness
I wish it were simpler or easier for is all
But its not when your stuck against a wall
Research and record, save and …

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  September 1st, 2010 by jentttar

I hope this post doesn’t attract anyone to take a giant wisdom shit on my head. I feel really desperate to talk to someone who knows how crap life is, not someone who’s gonna tell me I’ve got it all wrong . . .

I have absolutely no-one to talk to. I can no longer talk to my friends, even their best attempts to relate to me are so short lived before they start rambling on about nonsense, and I’m finding that more and more I am literally unable to talk to them about anything that they talk about. This is a build up of many years …

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Poem for a Friend

  September 1st, 2010 by hatemeplease

I want to tell you how shattered I am.
I want to make you see
the pain engulfing me
but it’s not right.

I know you won’t turn me away
if I call to say what I need to say
but we can’t continue this way.

We are not a healthy match
I hold on to you, and once I latch
on I don’t know how to let go
or go back to how we were before

Nothing in me allows me to open up
to show you how shattered I am
but it’s ok, because you shouldn’t be burdened
with my unanswerable questions.

So I’m cutting myself
off from you and your support
and I’m killing
this friendship

because I want you to …

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The one we love

  September 1st, 2010 by ditzyrascal

Well, the birds are singing
Out today
Up in the clear blue sky
And I hear noises
In the fields
Where all the wildlife lies

I’ve moved my bed
Over by this window
And there upon I lie
And I wonder why
On such a lovely day
I should realize you’ll die

I miss the days
Of yesteryears
I yearn for days of yore
I want to come back
Home again
And walk through your front door

I remember all
The silly things
We use to do for kicks
I don’t see how
You put up with us
And all our stupid tricks

From “poison ivy trees”
To playing house
And dancing to make it rain
You watched over us
And you protected us
And never once did you complain

You always met us
In the …

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  September 1st, 2010 by ditzyrascal

I’ll start at “a,” the first letter there is,
And go on to things that are hers and are his.
I’ll write about you and I’ll write about me,
I’ll write about writing and about a dead tree.
I’ll write a short prologue (you’re reading it now),
And then I’ll write the rest (but I don’t know how).
Now I’ve said the ABC’s, let’s move on to the dead trees.
There is one in my backyard, prob’ly in yours too,
They are kind of ugly, but without them what’d we do?
They sit there and rot, of course,
But that can be just fine.
‘Cause it acts like fertilizer,
And grows the bush and vine.
They both grow …

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P Teacher

  September 1st, 2010 by a new laptop

He is a P teacher, P in Chinese means good, excellent, perfect and great.

He is tall, very handsome, and very sexy. (At least, he thinks so).

His skin is white, but his heart is black.

He is very friendly. On his own initiative, he spent a lot individual time on helping the student. He said he liked helping his students learn and grow, at the same time he said he was looking for another job and he needed money. He said wanted to be a big boss and worked in a big company.

He said he loved teaching, but he loves hunting better than teaching.

He is good at …

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The Bible in the Psych Ward

  September 1st, 2010 by geckojudo

I just got out of the psych ward the day before yesterday for not being able to keep myself safe and planning to kill myself.  I have legitimate reasons not to want to live anymore.  I have had a plan for a long time, and my doctor keeps a tight reign on what I acquire for means by which to do it.  I have the best doctor I could ever have.  He does not think that I am crazy at all.  He understands.  It really helps that he understands, and it keeps me from killing myself outright because I do not want to hurt him.  …

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  September 1st, 2010 by love

I have tried to respond to your post 3 times but the site wont allow me to, what’s that about? I have found a link for you that has specific details

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I dont want to complain, but I want out

  September 1st, 2010 by hatemeplease

i have struggled with serious depression since I was about 14. I am now 22, and in the 8 years that this has been an issue for me, i have had probably a year and a half total time when I wasn’t honestly thinking about killing myself. I have had the suicide note written and the method laid out before so many times that I have lost count. but I always cop out right at the end. i have never officially attempted suicide, but I cut and I drink and i smoke and I do anything else that might, maybe, take a little bit of …

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I’m a bit lost

  September 1st, 2010 by Mad Vulcan

It’s weird, how the world works. Weird, how you can be surrounded by people, but be forever alone. My schoolmates see only a facade they choose to believe is the truth. My parents know me not at all. The only emotion I am capable of anymore is a bitter mixture of fear and longing; fear of truly loosing the only person I’ve ever cared about; longing for someone who can actually know me. The only thing I really think about is what I would do if something were to happen to her. A thought of her eventually leads to a …

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All the pieces are falling into place.

  August 31st, 2010 by disconsolate

The day where I feel its okay to finally hang myself, the day I feel I can leave without anything unfinished. That day is mere weeks away. What an odd, and yet enthrilling feeling.

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  August 31st, 2010 by wordofdeath

hi i’ed like to start out by saying im not really the suicide type this is just a vent for me really right now for me to calm down i havnt had the best life by my veiw point i lived in a lil apartment for most my life with my mother she would go husband to husband each one treated her badly drunk drugs etc were there problems ive been pushed through school sense i was in 2nd grade wither i pass or fail same either way elementary school wasnt all that bad sept the fact i would miss school alot becuase either i …

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  August 31st, 2010 by love

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

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  August 31st, 2010 by listen

No remnants were ever found of it
Turning the heart Vile
With every fake smile
Though no evidence was ever found
It never went away completely

I try to appellate a holy sound of it
Another day gone
Another night’s drawn
Dark forces pull me underground
And never went away completely

How can I feel this empty
I will not recover this time
This loneliness is killing me

Will I ever know peace of mind again
I don’t believe it
I can’t achieve it
I think I know it’s just another sign that
Never went away completely

Terror is coursing in me
Dreading the final moments
Where I have to be
And feel you die
In Asylum (I live a lie)
Don’t you know I’m in love with …

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  August 31st, 2010 by listen

What do you know, sitting there in your ivory tower; hurling down vision-McNuggets, dipped in the special sauce of the establishment!

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  August 31st, 2010 by ditzyrascal

We are the World
We are the nutters
We are the ones to make a stranger day
So let’s start writing poems

I wrote this poem 8 days after officially becoming a nutter. Two days later I became a cutter

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  August 31st, 2010 by nessa

I am feeling like I can’t go on much longer. I can’t even think of how to put my words into context. I just feel worthless and have alot of emotional and physical pain. Really lonely and depressed. I have nobody other than my phsychistrist to talk to. It’s so frustrating feeling like life has ended up in tatters. I don’t have friends. I have tried making them and all my attempts fail. I am just so fed up with people who don’t be honest or only talk now and then when it suits them and even then they are completely cold and heartless towards you. Both …

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