For your poems.
well I think that thanks to you guy my arts coming back I might try and attempt to do a comic the ark is dark a bit like the place I’m inn but yeah 
feel to draw for some reason bit of afternoon drawing for me -expression
how is everyone doing today ?
Why are you’s trying to hurt me ?
Make me bleed , make me crazy.
Why make me feel useless ,worthless make me grovel?
Why hold me down and destroy me take my life away , break me ?
Just let me go stop hurting me please I can’t take it anymore .
Anything I had ,you belittled made it crap, shitty, garbage.
I trusted you all stop hurting me.
Why make feel so wothless?
Why do you’s want me this way?
What do you get a crushed hopeless girl?
I was chiped […]
Writing music helps me deal with depression.
Saturday night I got a music composition challenge from darkwillow, which you can read HERE.
I had to write something which included all 12 tones of the chromatic scale. Grace notes didn’t count. It couldn’t be more than three minutes long.
Because of the 12 notes, I called it “Unsettling Dozen”.
Instrumentation:
2 Trumpet, 1 French Horn, 1 Trombone, 1 Tuba, Piano
Here is the file, and below are some screencaps of some pieces of the score.
One has color coding so you can see that all 12 notes have been represented.
http://suicideproject.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/Unsettling-Dozen.mp3
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I’m nobody’s child, I’m nobody’s child
I’m like a flower just growing wild
No mommy’s kisses and no daddy’s smiles
Nobody wants me, I’m nobody’s child
I just can’t seem to understand
Why the folks all pass me by
‘Cause I know that it’s true that God takes
Little blind children with him in the sky
And they tell me that I’m oh so pretty
And they seem to like my big curls of gold
But then they take some other little […]
I am the warrior
I buckel up my saddle and I go into battel. I sharpen my sword to make a joke of the horde. I never got orders so I go to general quarters “heads or tails” I ask. stand fast or advance?
My opponents are ghosts; I swing my sword and the ambush is a hoex… They are my own folks
http://suicideproject.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/Almost-Nothing.mp3
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I got inspired by those of you who posted yourselves playing music these past few days.
I’ve posted other things I’ve written before, but today I wondered what I could finish in exactly one hour.
So I started a new piece and set myself a time limit.
One hour, no more.
Because of the time constraint, I wasn’t able to include complex instrumentation. I settled on a simple piano piece.
I call it “Almost Nothing”, because it is short and simple.
Thirty-eight measures long, starting in A-minor and ending in C-major.
Started at 5:24 this afternoon, ended at 6:24.
It’s not my favorite thing I’ve ever written, but it was fun […]
The Count begins and ends at Zero.
They don’t see,
don’t hear,
don’t feel
don’t understand… US!
With gouged eyes,
crushed throats,
scarred hearts
and broken minds… Scream and Cuss!
High on their happy ignorance,
arrogance blinds them
to the reason.
Treated like lepers,
only we see the truth
falsified as lies.
In the name of progress,
they dance off the cliff called Advancement.
In the name of freedom,
we run to the embrace called Death.
They desire power.
We desire peace.
its the first time in months I drew something it’s a bit rusty but thought I would share it with u guys try put some colour in my life though all the darkness 
Here is your drawing request.
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
I’ve never been in love, and I’m not very loved, and I don’t think I’ll ever fall in love.
I’d really like to, one day. But I don’t know if I’m capable. I don’t think I’m capable. I don’t expect it, and I have no hope for it in my life.
Nevertheless, I still think about love, a lot, even though I probably can’t love, and I can’t be loved.
This is a very well-known poem, but every once in a while, when I feel breakable and like I really want to be held, even just to pretend that that is what love feels like, it pops into […]
The little one I used to be,
Abandoned and replaced by,
a ghost in purgatory, a shadow crawling along decaying masonry in the dire dusk
I’ve been in this world long enough,
a refusal of existence comprised of sorrow with beauty hinted at but never possessed
The circus calls out to me and revelations of younger years ferment in the circuitry
Impossible to leave in this condition,
I’m still too thirsty, too weary, too broken
Numb to others until I become Aurora, glistening and carefree,
then the final act to beckon me into the abyss,
Exciting and disorienting,
The grim reaper stamps my ticket behind cold […]
I’m standing on the edge I stumble I fall in
I’m falling into nothing I’m screaming im calling
it feels like I’m drowning man I can’t breath
can someone save me from myself please
it could be sunny outside but it’s raining over me
downward spiral walking corpse virus Im slowly dying in silence
And I’m it’s host to entertain wile it flourishes from my pain
and stuck in this hole
i remain
I wanted to post something today. But I’m having a hard time putting it together. After reading the posts from you guys. I’m just so sorry that you’re going through it. Im trying to stay strong myself, and I found that I feel so much better when I’m talking with you all. When I’m sharing with you all. I don’t even talk like this with family and friends. Hell, you guys are my family and I’ve only been on here a few days. Here is a song by one of my favorite artists, Whitney Houston. It made me smile. I hope it makes you smile […]
she’s all wrapped up tight
unwrapped she shines in the light
i hesitate at first for moment everything goes quiet
Iv found a new friend she’s so shiny and light
she knows my pain without me saying a word
she knows how to change mental pain into physical
without any words
she knows how to release tension all built up inside
She makes me bleed but she makes me feel alive at the same time
i don’t feel so numb this is kind of fun watching the blood run
but she dose leave scars that much is true
but in dark nights she really dose looks like the moon
– Ray
Dust
Footprint
Reminder
Behind is a trace
It is a grey color
In its place I take a step
I watch as the sun rises now
For any LGBT people out there struggling:
You are not alone.
I’m transgender/lesbian and still fighting hard.
It does get better. I promise.
Tyler understands.
I recommend Tyler’s music. That’s including his bands music.
TØP |-/