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Contemporary Metropolis on Fire

May 26th, 2017by SweetQuietus

(writing prompt w/15 min. time limit)

Yael struggled to get back to her feet, not daring to stop to look to get her bearings. She pressed her palm hard into the stone street to push herself up. A sandalled foot stepped on her hand, a body tumbled over her, first one, then another, a pile of humanity in skirts and suits, in black felt coats and hijab: the modern and the ancient all falling together as Jerusalem burned. Pain seared up her spine, into her head. If she didn’t move now she would die here. She pushed against everything: coats and faces, stone and skin. …

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Gloomy Sunday

May 25th, 2017by BlueDiamond

Maybe I should save some money to go to the Golden Bridge. Probably need 1500 dollars to get to California. Sucks that it’s across my where I live. Rumor has it that the Golden Bridge leads to another world, once you jump off it. It sounds like an easy death. I fantasize about the journey to get there.

So, found this interesting song. It’s believed to be cursed because people have kill themselves listening to it. Since we’ll all suicidal here, it won’t hurt us, and if you not suicidal then for the love of prime why are you on this site!? Go to happy sunshine …

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Sorry.

May 25th, 2017by pho3nixxx

Sorry.
I have never heard a word abused so badly. Thrown around until it has no meaning. Wouldn’t it be nice if, for a change, there were nothing to be sorry about?

Well the girl who cried wolf will be heeded no more. Far too many chances given. Disingenuous martyrdom and false remorse do not become her, but I guess I no longer know who she is, so perhaps, in fact, they do. 

Sorry’s biggest problem is that it is being spouted from a mouth that has lied to my face countless times. I do not believe a single word she says, let alone a …

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Why am i alive

May 25th, 2017by ImSayingGoodBye

Seriously… why the f am I here? I just don’t get myself.. everything planned is ready. The tools are placed. But I’m making excuses. Why? I keep telling myself “eventually it’s over, but stay a few months longer for the hell of it” I bought a computer for games. Considering I spend most of my time now.. hiding from sound. I had surgery to fix my ears.. didint work.. we’re going for another attempt/ approach in a month.. I don’t know why I’m trying to fix myself when I’m just going to suicide soon. I guess I’m just scared and I still wanna live in …

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If

May 24th, 2017by pho3nixxx

If I starve myself will you notice? You used to notice.

If I lie here crying will you understand the significance? I didn’t used to cry.

If I tell you how unhappy I am will you care? You used to care so much.

If I tell you how much I need you, will it make you feel anything at all? You used to need me more.

If I tell you I love you, can you even honestly say you love me too? It used to slip off the tongue without us noticing.

If I lie here all alone, will you sense my loneliness from where …

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Cemetery On The Hill

May 22nd, 2017by _Angel_x

Walked out of class because I couldn’t stop crying the moment I arrived. What’s wrong with me ?

I went to the cemetery on the hill my favourite place to go. And I just lay on top of an above the ground grave. And I cried.

I cried until I was numb.
I cried until I was screaming.

Then I just lay there. In silence. The wind blowing on my skin and the sun beating down on me.

I couldn’t really feel it but I didnt care. Because this was the first time I had felt at peace in weeks.

I lay there limp and emotionless. Anyone walking past would’ve …

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What is reality?

May 19th, 2017by Alfred1688

As we try to survive in this world we live in

We seek out meaning for the life that was given

Some search for it their entire youth

Yet little find it or see the truth

Majority give up when all hope is lost

Others are consumed by the lies they came across

We all believe it gets better after it gets worse

But those words do not apply on this curse

Even if we tried to satisfy every need

There is no cure for one’s greed

It destroys us like a cancer

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Demon Road

Though we find ourselves alone in our pain and blackness we are many. Funny how demons push and guide us individually, but we are many. Alone in the dark we cry for deaths sweet release, but we are many. Hopeless am I here by myself, but we are many.  We are legion 

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exhausted

May 18th, 2017by nonserviam

i’m afraid of everything lately

i feel scared all the time

scared of falling apart, of breaking down in front of people that don’t know me like that

but i feel the need to fall apart too,

it drags me down, wears my bones and i get tired, tired, tired

i’m just so exhausted and whenever i say this,

no one seems to understand that i meant being tired of life

of everything.

i am so tired.

i feel so weak too, like i can collapse any given moment

and i feel it all the time

everyone keeps yelling at me

screaming about my grades, about my attitude, about my friends, about my habits

and whenever my lungs …

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january 27 – 11:47PM

I always give too much To a friend or to a lover and i cant seem to understand why my giving is never equal to what i receive and i have never felt the kind of happiness i see in their eyes on mine when i am being returned the favor They seem happier than me and […]

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wednesday – 9:10PM

May 17th, 2017by suicidalkitty

sometimes i wish

i stayed inside my mother,

never to come out.

 

I should go now, quietly
For my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep
Where all my layers can become reeds
All my limbs can become trees
All my children can become me
Oh, what a mess I leave

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for the sake of others

May 17th, 2017by nonserviam

i can’t think

i can’t fucking get my brains to work like how i want them to work

i can’t think and it’s affecting the rest of my body

i am crumbling, shaking, breaking

my chest hurts because my heart tries its best to keep beating when i don’t want it to

my eyes feel heavy because i deny myself the sleep i really need

i’m tired

my limbs feel weary with every step i take

i try to drag myself towards a future people say i deserve,

but do i need that?

i don’t want a future at all

i just wish to go

and still i keep myself breathing

i keep myself alive and well

what do

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Foggy

May 15th, 2017by pho3nixxx

It’s so foggy today.
It reminds me of you.
It reminds me of how I can’t see through you no matter how hard I try, and how I have no control over this.
It reminds me of hidden secrets, of the constant threat of yet another lie hanging in the air, right there in front of my face, but I can’t see it clearly enough to identify it.
It reminds me of the way that I stare into the blindness, widening my eyes as if that willl help, and grasp the faintest outline of you, but just as I do, you disappear again, leaving me to wonder when I …

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You Shall Sing — Or a Hymn for Spring

May 15th, 2017by us_1999

You shall sing,
For the ephemeral ones,
For those who’ve been singing voicelessly for long,
With their silence you shall echo your song;

With their silent chorus,
Of innumerable chirping and tweeting,
That enchant the soft spring air,
—You may as well sing like the spring;

For she roots deep in winter’s longing,
Warm sweet blood crackles and cracks the frail sterile earth,
Yet veins, tenderly hold it unbroken, undamaged,
Intact,
Likewise shall your song journey through nature’s taciturnity.

(English is not my first language, forgive me if it looks bad)

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Sweet Sleep

My life is such that the only thing I look forward to is sleep. In my dreams I am free of everything including gravity. Sweet dreams where I am hero. I awake sometimes in tears because of the simple fact that I woke up. I long for an eternal sleep. Hero forever

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What Do You Find Beautiful.

May 14th, 2017by BlueDiamond

I feel better avoiding people. I reveal as little as possible, and try not to respond to people such as them saying a simple good morning. Not responding to people all the time may backfire sooner or later. At work,(I’m only working for the summer) I stay away from the break room and eat lunch in the car. The formula is working. People only make my depression worse. They’ll be your friends, but later they’ll be all like fuck you, you *****. Better yet, they’ll just talk about you behind your back, saying how stupid I am. If these are the people I attract then …

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Songs for suicidal/depressed souls

May 10th, 2017by BlueDiamond

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I don’t deserve anything

May 8th, 2017by wali2241

Lately I have been getting worse and the suicidal thoughts have been coming back into my head. I write poems when I feel depressed, so I just wanted to share this one, I wrote a couple nights ago.

 

The pain it stays

Sometimes for days and days

I feel death is looming

Feeling like I can’t do this anymore

Maybe it’s time for me to exit through the door

I am broken

I am broke

All they will ever say

“She couldn’t handle it”

Maybe its time

Time to say goodbye

Fall …

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My emancipation

May 7th, 2017by pho3nixxx

Over and over you lied to my face.
Each time I tried a little harder to regain your respect.

You hurt me repeatedly in ways I had asked to stop.
Every time I pleaded you more to stay.

You showed me how low a priority I was.
I begged to hear something I needed to hear.

You claimed not to have the time to deal with us.
I spent more of my time to help you.

You used that time to see other people.
I responded with desperate tears and gestures.

Every day you made me feel worthless.
Every night the cuts grew longer and deeper.

You took every chance to be away from me.
I went crazy …

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Prison Earth

May 6th, 2017by BlueDiamond

I like to imagine Earth as a giant prison, and God or these angels placed our souls into these advance prison uniforms called bodies. These bodies are hideous. Trapped between these gooey organs, and water, covered by soft fleshy pink skin. I once remember having eagle vision, gather all the scents from a single galaxy, and finding a soulmate was much easier because when I was free, we were all full of love, and with our strong bonds, the sex felt a thousands times orgasmic than on earth. No longer does the food taste good on Earth, since I remember, but this suit and the …