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Demise of a Loved One 10/8/12 (This a dream(actually nightmare) I had)

by DarkLove16 3/10/2013

written by DarkLove16

My sister shall no longer suffer the agony because of me. She attacks me with knives, yet I do the same. My strength and anger towards the man digs deep into her soul. My spasmodic behavior takes hold to end her suffering, but I do it with hate towards her NOT him! The tears of love shed like rivers of pain down my red cheeks. The man that made us do this was like a brigand, taking our love for each other and crushing it to from hate. Our love is perennial, yet our hate shines through, as if we are stars. We have never […]

3/10/2013 0 comment

Drowning

by DarkLove16 3/10/2013

written by DarkLove16

The cold, dark waters will suffice for my damage,

icy liquid covers my face

slowly climbing down my throat with claws that burn.

Pain no longer runs through my body; only the numbing.

I look beyond the surface and there, shining in my face, is light.

Gracefully I rise. Up from the cruel below to a warm, heavenly place.

The beauty overcomes my blue lips and wet hair, letting the natural color show in my lips and the curls to crinkle.

No longer shall the cold dark waters suffice for my damages, but the glorious haven drown me with love.

3/10/2013 0 comment

Supposing Protocol

by SirjamaMajor 3/10/2013

written by SirjamaMajor

this life and all of her perfection issues. the hair and plastic smile, are all things i can never conform to,
though that is the function of things, you fake happy, you are happy, you show your core, you’re shunned
this world can never hope to understand true pain, any sign of the stuff, and everyting turns upside down.
these manniquins walking down the street, i can not blend in with them. and they know. though they move not
they judge, and they seek out punishment for all those who stand out, until they are driven to do the unthinkable.
that is the function of […]

3/10/2013 1 comment

lost

by forgottendreams_ 3/10/2013

written by forgottendreams_

I was just thinking.
I came across this site and started reading some of these posts, and realised I’m not the only one who feels alone. ‘Im so scared of doing something stupid.
I’m writing a post on here because this is the only way i can get my thoughts out without the constant judgement. Today my mum woke me up so i could go shopping with her. I got all dressed up, I wanted to feel nice and i did. In the car on the way there i put my headphones in, and just looked at all the cars going past. Wishing i was […]

3/10/2013 3 comments

why why fucking why Jacqueline

by why i dont no 3/9/2013

written by why i dont no

a girl is going to diy

and ill never see her face

and all the efots i put in will be in vane i feel

because shes the other side of the wold to me and i can not see her face

she lives in the usa the land of the brave and the free

well that must be a liy !!!!! cos for a girl to diy that yong

and for no one to be ther

for the sun may shine its briteist

but sheel all ways be in the dark cos know one ever lisiond to her when she calld for some one to be there and all day i shall […]

3/9/2013 2 comments

girls and wolfs

by why i dont no 3/8/2013

written by why i dont no

3 loves lost and im going on

3 timesÂ blown away by hating eye

cos girls thay travel in packs like wolves

and like wolves that snap at all that come nere

and unless some one can magically here

the sownd of braking hearts

and a boy is dumpt not just byu the girl but by the pack

dont get me wong im not puting a wole sex down

cos nice girls travel alone

thay set them selfs aside

fromÂ all nere by

ter for not picking up the ill tids

of hatrid and crultey

gosip and banter

are some ofÂ the simtoms to date

but its all a liy of smies as a nice boy gos biy

so dont fall for the […]

3/8/2013 0 comment

That stupid, but helpful, little devil inside me.

by Engeltje 3/8/2013

written by Engeltje

YOU ARE A MISTAKE!!!
YOU ARE A MISTAKE!!
YOU ARE A FAT, STUPID, UGLY GIRL!!
WHY ARE YOU STILL ALIVE IN GODS NAME??
JUST DIE!!
THE WORLD WOULD BE BETTER WITHOUT YOU, FUCKING *****!!

The voice in my head. That evil devil. That little devil that’s inside me, that’s part of me. It won’t go away, it’s so much stronger than me. She tells me what to do and what not to do, she let me think evil things. It may ound like she is a little monster and yes, she is, but she is also the thing that makes me feel safer, better and […]

3/8/2013 13 comments

just a peom

by rayderrick 3/7/2013

written by rayderrick

each morning and evening my thoughts are seized in belief that by finding a reason you became so decieving this pain will ease,and the pressure on my chest relieved making it easier to breathe which is necessary for all human beings

However all the countless calls the miles Ive walked staring up and down the walls have taught me to not expect you to catch my falls but yet you stand beside and watch me crawl

a tiny hole in my heart begins to tear bringing back minutes, moments and memories of dispair. There were times I had nowhere to go and still you left me there […]

3/7/2013 0 comment

Safety?

by The_Wallflower 3/7/2013

written by The_Wallflower

I planned to kill myself, but then I found this website. I know no one is interested in my story, but I would like to learn about other people here. If I’m able to help one person in this lifetime I will be able to die happy.

3/7/2013 1 comment

Like they REALLY want to help me. NOT -.-

by Engeltje 3/7/2013

written by Engeltje

FUCK THEM!!!
FUCK THOSE THERAPISTS!!!!!

I’m really mad right now…The therapists say that they want to make me better and they will do everything to make me better. Yeah right. I’ve been in therapy for ten months now there and it only got worse and worse. I have going to the part-time therapy (5 days a week from 9 am till 3 pm) for 4 months now, and I have reached none of my goals. And those therapists…. they really sucked!! I really feel like they don’t take me serious. This was a conversation I had a few weeks ago when I told the therapists that […]

3/7/2013 0 comment

drowning in your tears

by Ontheedgeoftherazor 3/6/2013

written by Ontheedgeoftherazor

Hey there my sweet angel

I see you there, all alone,broken.

I know you are hurting inside.

I see why you cry.

Just know that I love you so

And I don’t wanna see you go.

I see you drowning,

Drowing in your tears,

I know your runnin

Tryin to escape your fears.

Andthere’s a fire deep inside of you

so don’t give up yet im begging you.

At the end of this tunnnel there may or may not be light.

But its a gamble that’s worth the risk.

Youdon’t have to cry anymore tonight.

you don’t have to carve your pain into your wrists.

Tonights the night you want to give in.

I know youre drowning in your tears.

But you can’t […]

3/6/2013 0 comment

The Real World

by j@kobgui 3/6/2013

written by j@kobgui

The real world isn’t rainbows and sparkles.

It’s not always fun and rarely easy.

Honestly its far from easy or fun.

It’s cruel and brutal,

Cold and heartless,

Unforgiving and dark,

Depressing and awful,

Bitchy and duechey,

Pointless and crazy,

And so are the people in the fucked up world.

Its full of the terrible people,

people that feed off your pain,

they will do anything to make you suffer.

People are vile and cruel.

They will do anything to make you miserable.

Some days they are going to win,

but some day they will lose and you will realize how strong you are.

3/6/2013 3 comments

are you still with me…no…ok…good biy ( this is espeshaley for dave_n and whating for the light and the people who made me feel agen in 5 years)

by why i dont no 3/6/2013

written by why i dont no

are you still with me

do you still care

if i were to diy tomorow

wood you even note

the one who calld out in silens

in the boling crowd

the one who was forgoten

never to be known

drownd out by the back grownd nose

that titend rownd his nakid from

and sqwesd the air from with in

know my cuts tell storeys

that no man can tell

know my songs are sagas

that make sens to only me

when you here a war cry

will you think of me

my words are so much like it

with the cold hate and empthey

IM SHOUTING FROM THE ROOF TOPS !

CRYING TO THE WOLD !

WHY AM I INVISBUL !

DEAD TO THE WOLD !

ALL THE […]

3/6/2013 6 comments

me and my brane and some bich sownd like the begining to some bad joke ohh right i am one…

by why i dont no 3/5/2013

written by why i dont no

so avrey thingÂ i had wasunt good enuf for you

all the love i gave was wothe as much as shit to you

all the times i cryd for you all the times i cut

was wothe as much as shit to you

as all the blood i spat on the floor pulld out my broken teeth

at the botom of a pit of glutones meneingless sex

you keept me in your keep

my “frends” think its fun to get a shag evrey day

but if that knew the consequences thade say fuck this no way

cos i gave you all the love in the world and you tost it away

all the things i […]

3/5/2013 7 comments

I’m working on life…

by Pikapillow 3/5/2013

written by Pikapillow

My story isn’t much,its not as deep as people who have been abused or raped once or many more times though I have experienced some things very similar,I know its tough and scary.
Unlike many I still have my family. They don’t hurt me physically but sometimes mentally/emotionally. Always being angry at the small things I do. Complaining at everything I do and also costantly repeating what one says is too overwhelming when I’m stuck with it for all of my life so far. Not for too long but 4 more years or even longer seems way too much.

I’ve wanted to die since I was […]

3/5/2013 0 comment

cutting dont hert aney more (help me)

by why i dont no 3/4/2013

written by why i dont no

iv don it so Meany times now

that the pane has all but gon

i don’t know if its time now

shod i bother toÂ go on

the things that iv have seen so far

is enuf to make you cry

but compared to some other people i know

there just a passing by

i hate it when people say that know me

cosÂ you don’t understand

all the pills and theÂ liys

of my passing by

the tiys the liys the lot

the silents in MY words

is clere for all to see

my life is a drug mountain

of all theÂ pills and pots

the whole fucking lot

design to keep me sane

all my thoughts and reasons are controlled by a pill

in my mind all […]

3/4/2013 0 comment

burning path

by Ontheedgeoftherazor 3/4/2013

written by Ontheedgeoftherazor

Hot sweaty hands slowly moving from my knee.

Swallow down my unease because he promised to love me.

cling to the knife that makes the memories fade.

Old scars and new scars that are all the same.

Hand trailing higher now to my thigh.

The little girl who I once was is now so hard to find.

Burning dirty hands taking away my innocence.

I’ve never once felt whole again.

Trails of blood where his hands once were.

His burning flesh grasping and groping harder.

The blood runs down and mixes with my tears.

And I know that even after all these years,

His hands and any other mans hands are still my greatest fears.

3/4/2013 0 comment

prison for the damaged

by Ontheedgeoftherazor 3/3/2013

written by Ontheedgeoftherazor

A long time ago there was a girl.

She was happy and care free.

Then she woke up.

The children got meaner,

Her parents’ “constructive criticisim” got harder and harder.

His hand got higher and higher.

The secrets grew deeper and deeper.

She began to lose her smile.

Her laugh

Her voice.

She walks now. A prisoner in her own mind.

She’s nothing but a shell.

So long now its been, she cant even remember what its like to be happy.

She did everything to feel anything.

She became what her father always knew she would.

She clung to the razor to remind herself she’s alive.

She drank so she wouldn’t remember the night.

She took the drugs to numb the pain […]

3/3/2013 1 comment

The Boy With The Lies

by fallenangel48 3/3/2013

written by fallenangel48

We are gathered here today, brought together by sadness and a young girlâ€™s demise

A conclusion reached because of the boy with the lies

Her told her things each day, no one should have to hear

So often in fact, she lived in constant fear

She no longer looked forward, always looking back

Building up her defenses for the boy’s next attack

Day in and day out she heard the boy with the lies

Make fun of everything- from her feet to her eyes

Even the way that she walked was absurd

She remembered every mean thing she heard

Even when she was alone, […]

3/3/2013 8 comments

to a girl and her life

by why i dont no 3/3/2013

written by why i dont no

stop look stop look frees do nothing

look at the bodyÂ of the dying girl

look at the struggling form

of the girl who your friendÂ did love your friend and he loved her in return

look at the horror on her dying face

look at the mistake she made

to end her life on the end of a rope that swung her this self same day

she knew this as she died

she tryd she tryd she tryd

to take the noose from her neck and end all the liys

you stood ther for a second or too

your feet thay coud not move

you know thows 2 seconds nothing coud make you move

so to this day you […]

3/3/2013 0 comment

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