I did this, you can too.
Just got married , lifes worth living for . Spent the last 6 days on the coast with my new wife.
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I Will Survive
recently i had a dark experience going through something i thought i wouldn’t have to go through. i thought that maybe my beliefs were false and that maybe what my eyes were seeing was untrue. i thought that having thoughts meant i was listening to  an alter ego. basically i went psyco and it scared me. i stopped doing well at school, and i would stay home and board myself in. i cried. i cried a lot sometimes. i found comfort in music, maryjane and muses that i cant begin to name. it made me discover a world of art. its twisted but its true […]
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I honestly don’t know how to do this. For the past 2 or whatever year my anxiety has literally gone through so high I feel like someone stuck covered my heart in glue so that I can’t breathe. It’s gotten to the point where every hour I need to be constantly sighing almost every hour. And my so called “Friends” are just complete asshole and bullies to me since i’ve been prone to fear my entire fucking life. I guess my child hood wasn’t so bad since I was such a stupid kid and don’t remember much. My parents were very loyal to me […]
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where can I go where there is nowhere to go to who can I talk to who isn’t already playing what can I do when they have everything laid out and planned for me already wtf can i get my shock now can I get my whatever the hell they gone give me now I don’t care anymore commit me, kill me, anything is better than submitting. I don’t believe andi don’t have to I lost enough of my soul and I don’t care who don’t believe me: who I am, what I am supposed to be idont care who believes me or not […]
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Do I have to?
I feel like I have to lose my soul
To make someone else whole
Because my life is not worth to live
Who will claim me?
Never
Who claims me?
The devil has touched my soul
Taken my soul
And unless I submit
I shall never be healed again
Born from a rape
Created in a laboratory
Who is enabled to tell me the truth
God knows
God sees all
Why won’t people help me?
I don’t understand
A sacrifice thru a ritual
All their souls bound to hell
God help us all
Psalms 41 to tell
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I’m a defector
proud to say
no matter what they try
I will get away
The calling for the spirit guide
is beneath what I need
Faith amidst my poverty
I can’t help but succeed
It’s a crown
fit for a king
nevertheless the darkness haunts and seeks me
They shall not prevail
neither shall they reign
For the cry from the humble man
out tested their fame
shame nevertheless encompass and shadows me
I pray that my God that I serve will hopefully forgive me
I am not what they say
nor what they think
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All my life
I have seemed to fail
Satan says I am destined to hell
little do he know less what he think
out of all of his accomplishments, reigns, and victories
still I hold to God for it is to Him I cling
Resonating sounds of the angel sing
I love the song, mountain, and hill
although he comes to steal, destroy, and kill
Defective equipment is all I have
Knock it down a little once more
Forsake me not Lord
For I am not a whore
scarred, pain staken and stricken
I hide my eyes
because I’m tired of them seeing somethin’
pain, love, jealous, and shame
happy, mad, sick, and leave
Not at the end
It can’t be right now
I’m […]
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I’m am beginning to feel better now that I am here. I feel like I have made some friends even tho I know the connections may or may not be real. I hope to heal one day. I remember when I used to pray. I used to pray everyday but now I can’t seem to do nothing ubt think about praying. I remember the times when I was publicly humiliated in church. I had always wanted to go now I see why so many people didn’t/don’t go. I know its always gonna be why me. I know I am always gonna feel why me.
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I ain’t gonna make I have no friends
I am becoming my own worst enemy once again
Why doesn’t anybody care?
Why won’t nobody help me?
All of this for a stupid prophecy!?
All of my life I have pretended not to know
Everything good thing I had have now become owed
I’m trying to cry, trapped with pain
My god is the only reason I am still the same
I’m sick, no help no doctor a queue
I’m lonely, no friends, no one real in my life to talk too
The things they have done and what I have had to do […]
I just don’t know what to do with my life anymore. I’m only 15 years old and a sophomore in high school and I already starting to believe that I’m screwed like hell. My parents keep on stressing the fact that the best I could go is UC Davis and not UCLA or Stanford. In freshmen year, I started off with a crappy GPA of 2.67. As the result, my father would sometimes come into my room either 12:00 or 5:00 A.M just to hit me and complain about my grades. My parents stopped calling me my given name and nicknamed me “2.67” or “Junk […]
I’ve always been the strong one. The one who held others up when they couldn’t take it. I never wanted to burden others with my problems, so I tend to fake a smile and say I’m okay. I hate to be viewed as weak. It started when I was little — I was born to teenage parents who had a taste for methanphetamines. They did try to get clean when I was born, as well as three years later when my little brother came into the world. But their lifestyle caused me to take care of myself at an early age. A funny story I’ve […]
When one looks at them selves in the mirror, what are they really looking at? Their true selves? Or an Idea of ones self? I have been looking At an idea of myself my entire life. Holding myself on a pedastool, thinking that I am a genuine person with no flaws. But living a lie is what has caused my pain. What I am always looking at is different to another s eye. Over the last few months I have been trying to understand the bad, all the flaws that de-beautify my self image. Yeah looking at the ugly can disgust ones self, but its […]
well damn everything is falling in place now. i had some really bad troubles with ppl. and life and things have been really hard for me lately. to where i thought i really had no part in this world. but im moving i have a new guy im talking to and having fun with friends and stuff. life just threw me a curve ball. but it got back straight.
About 9 years ago, in my 4th grade year, I had a friend named Alexia Starlit. She was two years older than me, oldster sister of one of my closest friends, and my closest friend at the time. Pretty much a sister. My parents had met her and her sister, Nehoan, but don’t even remember either. They don’t even know this story.
There is this thing where so lived, a selection of sorts for the 4 local gangs. They’d come, watch us fight to the near death, and would claim is before we reached middle school. Alexia didn’t want me participating. We argued about it, and […]
My Name is Annie, I reside in Carson City, NV and I am here to tell you my story.
My story is probably a very common one, but three years ago, started a riot in my body. The moment my boyfriend, who was my first of everything dumped me over a text message, i went insane. I started everything to just be able to sleep, to eat, or to even live without him. I was messing my self up heavily. (Three to Four bottles a night, 24 case beers, Marijuana, pills) I wanted him so bad that my actions ended me up in the hospital, unconscious, […]
I CAN’T SLEEP
I want to believe in someone, I want to believe in something, I want to believe that I can love again. And one you will love again, one day, you will.
But I can’t.
I want you to tell me a poem you wrote. I feel the poetry that people have made on this site is beautiful so let me hear your’s that you have made?
Wow. I almost forgot what it was like to be alone. I forgot how gut-wrenchingly horrifying it is. How it eats you from the inside out. boyfriend hast talked to me in over two weeks. We see each other all the time, and I try to talk to him, but it’s like we don’t know how anymore. I’m not going to be able to keep this up. All of my friends have been getting mad at me because I fuck things up all the time. My best friend though, is still there. She’d never leave…right? My only other actual friend is a guy in my […]