Poetry & Art

For your poems.


Maybe I should’ve hold in the feelings as much as I could

but they would only hurt me more than they should

Maybe I could’ve stopped believing in my issues

but they always turned back stronger than I fought

And I wonder if I would’ve had said about anything to continue

but the lies personified my world faster than I would


It burns me in the same way I burned It

Lingering feelings that don’t know they own me


I’m lost yet I’m here

I’m here yet I’m lost

Closing my eyes every single time

I don’t want to hear myself

for ME

I don’t wanna lie.




I am anyways letting you know…

Since age 10, I had depression, Now after 10 and more years I have realized it. Crying alone was the solution to all of my problems..
It’s true that I have tried to die 3 times. All in vain. I now live without any contact to the outside world. No friends. It didn’t hurt me so much before. But now it does I don’t know why. Who am I? I ask myself this question every day after opening my eyes from a long troubled not deep sleep. I cry every night in the darkness of the night when everyone is […]


Nothing helps…

  April 7th, 2019 by SuicideOverAgony

Sometimes I can’t find words to explain myself…
All these thoughts telling me to kill myself…
I don’t even know how to feel myself…
I don’t want to admit it but I need some help…
Therapy isn’t working I need self help…

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Who Am I?

  March 18th, 2019 by Insomnia disaster

Who am I you may ask? How can I tell you who I am if I don’t even know myself?
I don’t know who I am today
I know who I used to be
I miss her
Her smile and determination
Her drive and passion
Here naivety
Her eyes filled with energy
That girl could dream a dream though
They were so vivid, colorful and plentiful
Today I dream the same dream over and over again, only it’s a nightmare now
It always ends in unforgiving darkness as I realize that I’m imprisoned. Chained and weighed down by the mighty unrelenting force of my own [...]
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From Within

  March 10th, 2019 by Hemlock

Torpor circulates


spewing maggots


through veins


and spindly


refreshing this


in futility.

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Happy birthday to me

  March 9th, 2019 by alienCY

.. I’m so empty. Some talk to fill the space within. Some eat. Others listen to music. Maybe hang around with familiar strangers; go to drink and dance. My belly’s so full I don’t feel empty inside. So sleepy, so tired… soo alone..  I’ve turned 19 today. No longer a boy right? Still alone. Still afraid to be loved but oh how much I need somebody to embrace me. How much I want to embrace a girl and protect it. How afraid I am to love.. NO; I’m afraid of not being loved in return. I want to chain a girl and make [...]
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  March 8th, 2019 by Hemlock

Encased, petrified

in the rigid amber

of a death grip;


their skeletal digits

gnarled, inhospitable

bring suffocation.


Ushering in softly

a traffic jam

of violent panic


in a parched throat

that no longer ferries

fatuous pleading.

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It’s just a real life Alice living in a crappy wonderland

  February 21st, 2019 by ibelieveinunicorns

I feel a distance 

A disconnect 

A million miles apart 

My heart beat stings as it thumps inside my chest

With every beat I feel I am reminded of all the things in life that I’ve failed 

Of all the things I’m ungrateful for

I see these children that have my dna 

And I feel nothing on the daily except for sorrow 

I hate that I’ve put them here

Hate that I’m selfish 

Sometimes when I think about the life that’s growing inside I wish it would go away

And I immediately feel guilty

Because they never asked to make it their home 

No, it was my own stupidity that got me here

When I laid down and let [...]
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I’m finally committing

  February 13th, 2019 by Cause of Death: Suicide

Finially, as I am sure that life is more trouble than it was ever worth

I thought I would leave this here
It is nothing too special, at all, but it is all I have.
I was trying to record an album but I could never get the devil off my back,
so all I have is this poetry and a guitar I can’t pick up.
I already sold my keyboard and my record collection.

The Fleshy Bones

An Album For Kids That Live On The Moon (Copyright)


Without further A-doobie
Beyond a shadow of an ounce
And [...]
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The Suicide by Edna St. Vincent Millay

  February 3rd, 2019 by FairFairAndCold

I was reading some poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay And found one called “The Suicide”. It opens with the lines at the bottom of this post. I connected with the idea of cursing life and giving it up, but I was unnerved by the direction she took it. It ends with her in heaven, in eternal rest, but jealous of the other dead people and angels who get to serve her god. When she asks for a task, the God tells her no because her life was her task and she gave that up. Does the idea of life as an act of devotion [...]
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Cat Stevens – Trouble

  January 12th, 2019 by Taf Taf


Trouble, oh trouble set me free

I have seen your face and it’s too much, too much for me

Trouble, oh trouble can’t you see

You’re eating my heart away and there’s nothing much left of me

I’ve drunk your wine, you have made your world mine

So won’t you be fair, so won’t you be fair

I don’t want no more of you, so won’t you be kind to me

Just let me go where I’ll have to go there

Trouble, oh trouble move away

I have [...]
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“Parasitic Pregnancy”

  January 9th, 2019 by Mac-10toSchool

Which perception do they shoulder?

“Pus sy”, or unknowing soldier?

Weakness, or internal sickness?

They’re indifferent to the difference.

Still, They’re still expecting stillness,

my distilled and filtered feelings,

for me to be as they are themselves, and

anticipating this unrelenting unrelating,

I hide myself away.

The urge for abortion is a plague, because I have this suprise unwanted pregnancy–
A malicious, mind-screwing sperm which has burrowed into the cerebral egg of my neurotransmitters by means of psychological rape–what really is this weight I carry?
This thing that grows inside of me?
This parasitic infancy?
The mucous walls of this mental placenta;
the membranes of this umbilical prison
is the shield that keeps me [...]
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This is it

  January 3rd, 2019 by anonymousbuthere

Goodbye, world.

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The Price of Blood

  January 1st, 2019 by CrypticVeins

Softly spoken, harshly put. Drown my lungs beneath the lint.
You don’t know what you ever did, to even writhe the burning flint
To cog the space that missed your place, after you were sold at birth.
You walk around this callous town, 10 times to fetch the worth

Yea, kings and queens, and moderns too, all to try for worth of you
And decades now you curse the act, that ever made you this ones pact
Oh why, that only I should know, what doesn’t rip the ties we sew
But bounding like the calves we were, shielded, before the truth be shown

It’s like a [...]
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Poetry and Art

  December 30th, 2018 by SuicidalThoughtsButRefuseToKillMyself

Peace towards those who wish to die,

even towards those who hate to cry,

being a guy and sensitive,

makes wish I wasn’t alive,

guy insecurities,

you have to be strong and not weak,

for I don’t know how to be strong for myself,

or for others,

it goes to show,

that being dead,

may seem better than to be alive,

for it is and for it is not,

we all need to live even if we wish to die.

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Still thinking about dying

  December 30th, 2018 by SuicidalThoughtsButRefuseToKillMyself

And I am not even drinking alcohol anymore,

For how long will I live in this mind and body,

a slave to a genetic structure I am not allowed,

to destroy I tried once with the original intention to die but I panic I took the wrong sleeping pills or I didn’t take enough sleeping pills, damnit there is no one in this world willing to kill me not even myself.

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  December 29th, 2018 by Mac-10toSchool

She’s a drop of water

that doesnt believe in oceans or riversides;

A chameleon wearing a mask to distract

from the self she’s suppressing inside,

So eclipsed, so insistent on hiding the sun behind the shadows

It’s dark because the fire’s died-out.

She’s imprisoned in an invisible cell

forgot that she has the key

been there so damn long it seems normal to her

Doesn’t know how to set herself free

Why not move? Why not take some steps beyond those frightening doors?

It’s dark because the fire’s died-out,

But this light can be rekindled.

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Self Soothing

  December 28th, 2018 by visual eyes

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I’m so tired.

  December 27th, 2018 by strawberrycrown

Im tired. But I’m not just tired because I need sleep and I’m not just tired because I’m exhausted. I’m tired of all of this bullshit. I’m tired of being in pain. I’m tired of trying so hard to not cry that I get a lump in my throat. I’m tired of balling my eyes out at night. I’m tired of the scars I’ll get and the way people will look at me when they see them at the beaches. I’m tired of all the pain. I’m tired living here. I’m tired of being on this earth. I’m tired of trying for people who don’t [...]
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  December 27th, 2018 by SuicidalThoughtsButRefuseToKillMyself

For suicide

it seems like we want,


for how long shall I live?

Until I die or until I cry?

Cry for what?

A better life?

To have a wife?

A girlfriend?

These questions linger in my mind,

Am I really a good person,

or am I just another hypocrite,

Or am I just a bad person,

for if I may how long will I live,

live for the sake of myself,

or for the sake of others,

and be a slave to a system that sold us all out,

for how shall the pain go away,

in the mind and body,

for a fragile peace,

that was built by war,

and destroyed countless lives,

while imprisoning others,

this world of ours,

it originally wasn’t our own,

as we [...]
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