Comatose
December 9th, 2018 by NO_REMORSE
I’m comatose I’m comatose i still feel out my soul alive for pain
My mind is so fucked up i killed my hope for real im trapped alone inside my brain
I won’t change i’ll go away i’ve had enough of …
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A wall still stands
December 1st, 2018 by Clayton Michaels
My hands are beaten, broken, bleeding;
My fists are clenched
to tight to come apart.
My knuckles torn against this epitaph in stone;
The scars grow deeper
with the pounding of my heart.
A wall still stands
as my feelings for you
that are too strong
for me to overcome.
A wall still stands
as a memory of you
so I can’t again let myself love someone…
so I can’t again let myself trust someone…
So I can’t again let myself f*ck someone…
So I can’t again let myself come undone…
Pathetic and Tired
November 29th, 2018 by sansfranzdeput
All of me is very pathetic: I am not overweight, but am by no means strong, nor do I possess any significant measure of success or unique strength in any certain area. I work, eat- though sometimes I wish that I didn’t-, sleep, and spend the rest of the time just being lonely and writing about people that I see. It’s embarrassingly lame.
I am tired too: I don’t have anyone to just rest with. I watch porn because I’m so fracking lonely; I cry because it’s pathetic; then I pretend it didn’t happen, almost never really confronting it as an issue. I lie about it, …
A Hat in Time
November 28th, 2018 by Itscolourlife
I step out..
Im trying to step out today..
In my heart
I feel the burden
I feel sick
Thats why I want to step out
Finding the reason why Im still alive
No one there
For me.. so..
I step back
I open the door
With hesitation I lock it
Its okay
Im telling myself
Its okay
Im trying to smile
Smile
Instead the tears drop
Im asking
Why Im still here
Dying is so hard to do
Living is so hard to do
I realize
Im just leftover
Wilting by myself
Deep in the sea
Out of this world
Craving to breath the happy life
I crawl into my bed
Wrapped myself with the cold blanket
I face the lamp at the ceiling
Not shining
Its dark
I reach my fake world
Listen to the hat …
Weary
November 28th, 2018 by Clayton Michaels
Two days without sleep, chasing distraction, finding no peace or satisfaction; terrified by anxiety and afraid to stop running or it will catch me. Drowning in a sea of mistakes with lungs full of guilt and a heart that aches; if only I could swim back to shore… but I can’t even breath, I can’t take anymore.
I haven’t shared a thing for awhile
November 23rd, 2018 by shatterediris
I have my soul sealed in a tomb
The whole me concealed by gloom
A night stroll in a minefield I’ll assume
Is a whole lot more pleasant than now
I have no control and it’s apparent that I’ll disallow
Any attempt to offer me aid
That just tempts me to fade
Away faster
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me now: I was playing with a thing, and eventually it just went this way, and I’m uncertain how to feel about it…. So this is a decent way to hopefully maybe get some feedback, I’m not sure if it feels like it ends too abruptly or not, or if I should maybe try to unify it more, I …
Count Me Out
November 19th, 2018 by breaking_the_cycle
I’m never gonna get this right
So why do I keep up the fight?
Just run, just run
Before I give up
I’ll burn this world to the ground
So count me out
I’ll only ever let you down
Funny how everything you expect comes true
Did you ever think there was anything else I could do?
Give me back a way to find the light
Because I’m never gonna get this right
I can’t keep up the fight
So just run, please just run
Before I give up I’ll burn this world to the ground
So count me out
Take a minute to catch your breath
All that you thought you had is just a dream
Nothing is ever as it …
-ay
November 18th, 2018 by undoubtedly
not every person in your life is meant to stay.
when the newness fades and everything turns gray
and it seems as if everything is going astray,
sometimes you just have to let it go, let it fray.
sometimes you just have to part ways.
it may feel as if this departure is a delay
of your life- like you have wasted your days.
do not think of it that way.
do not think you are nothing, that is a downplay.
new, better people are coming, so make way.
November 16th, 2018 by Clayton Michaels
Lay me down into the ground,
put flowers by my picture.
Say a little prayer,
read a little scripture.
When all is said and done I gave all that I had worth giving.
Look back upon my life, I’m through living.
flashback
November 10th, 2018 by undoubtedly
you were not even 13 years old when you planned your suicide. you were not even 15 years old when you seriously attempted your suicide.
i am here to tell you, younger me, that i am glad you are still around.
think about your mama. what would she feel like in this very moment, in these past few weeks when she has felt so low, if you were gone?
you were practically still a baby when someone touched you, a bad touch, a touch you didn’t like or want, and it made you feel so tainted.
listen to me. that is not what boys do when they like you. that …
The Pretty Things – Loneliest Person
November 10th, 2018 by Taf Taf
Lyrics:
You might be the loneliest person in the world
You’ll never be as lonely as me
Yes, you might be the loneliest person in the world
You’ll never be as lonely as me
–
All the sky it seems dark
As I’m walking through a park
But the face it is too bright to see
Or the sun might rise high
On an orange kind of sky
But the day it seems too dark for me
–
Yes, you might be the loneliest person in the world
You’ll
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a.n. b.n.
November 9th, 2018 by undoubtedly
when you see this, you see guilt.
you see a number. a number on a box, a number on a wrapper, a number on a measuring tape, a number on the scale.
you see failure. you see weeks of starving going down the drain.
you see weakness.
you do not see this for what it is.
you do not see it as a necessity.
you don’t see this apple, this sandwich, this meal, as what it is.
this apple, this sandwich, this meal-
life support.
poor
November 9th, 2018 by undoubtedly
empty wallets and clouded minds
my daddy is gone, he is gonna get what’s coming to him, he is gonna get a taste of his own medicine
he is gonna get what he deserves
It’s Really Too Bad (by Robert Crumb)
November 9th, 2018 by Taf Taf
Taken from Robert Crumb’s Plunge Into The Depths Of Despair (1983)
And if anyone wants these comic strips in a PDF form:
Frost
November 8th, 2018 by Rain
You know…I wasnt always the Ice Queen.
I was warm, feeling, maybe even happy. I lived in a world of summer days with happy animals. The grass was green and the skies were the bluest, filled with the whispiest cirrus clouds. I smiled genuinely at the public and poured love upon lovers.
…and now…I walk through gardens and leave a trail of broken concrete where healthy grass was. Flowers wither and turn black at my touch, consumed by frost. A never ending blizzard darkens the sky for a final time. Cute little bunnies turn into broken skeletons and mice turn into howling sharp fanged wolves. Predators are all …
nobody’s there
November 1st, 2018 by hollowchest
Feeling like I’m going insane.
Everyone’s delusional.
And I gotta play this game.
Alone and nobody gives a damn.
She said she’s my best friend but what?
Nobody hits up my phone up.
Everybody say they have depression and they’re all alone but it’s all just a facade. Like it’s trendy now to wear it as a badge of honor. When in fact you’re charged guilty pleading your honor.
Fk why I gotta bottle
Everything up inside
Gambling with my life like a lotto.
It’s past midnight.
Gotta sleep.
Dreams of waking up to a better life, resting in peace.
your cries for help
October 29th, 2018 by toogothiccforyou
your tears are like raindrops
your eyelids are like dams
when theres too much pressure
you collapse, BAM!
when you blink them away
that creates a stream
a flowing river, down your face
and then, they beam
they fall down silently
you too, make no sound
not a sniffle or even a cough
you dont want to be found
your voice is barely a whisper
youre all out of breath
so you switch to thinking
“its time for my death”
Soon, it’ll be gone; in a while, it’ll return
October 29th, 2018 by sansfranzdeput
I go away, bound for a new land; my heart is clenched, and my ticket in hand.
In just a few days, this town I’ll ne’er see again; its pubs and libraries’ll be lost till who knows when.
I’ll ne’er forget or lose sight of those few I took heart with. In specific, and more so of late, one named Cat:
She’s always fresh in my mind, even since the first day we met- over a recently purchased elephant.
Her hair is like ginger root, glowing with a golden hue in the evening sun and her glowing rays;
Her eyes hold in them a soul of yearning and contemplation; milky …
Skip James – Hard Time Killin’ Floor Blues
October 28th, 2018 by Taf Taf
(Acoustic) Blues
Lyrics:
Hard times is here and everywhere you go
Times are harder than ever been before
–
You know that people, they are driftin’ from door to door
But they can’t find no heaven, I don’t care where they go
–
People, if I ever can get up off of this old hard killin’ floor
Lord, I’ll never get down this low no more
–
When you hear me singin’ this old lonesome song
People, you know these hard times can last us so long
–
You
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