Poetry & Art

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January 28th, 2018by visual eyes

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January 27th, 2018by visual eyes

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January 26th, 2018by visual eyes

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I wish I live in movies, books, novels, comics, anime, video games. Real world / Real life / Reality is boring & depressing.

January 26th, 2018by niki

Honestly, I just can’t understand nor fathom why Most / Majority of people can go watch movies, read cool, creative, imaginative books / novels / anime / comics, or play super imaginative & fantasy video games, and then later on they just go back to reality, as if nothing happens, and they’re ok with everything.

I hate to say this, but Most people simply just lack Imaginations. Even worse, Most people are boring. All people care in the everyday’s reality & their lives is just the most superficial, mundane, boring, & stupid things. Which is very depressing, especially when you feel like you’re just alone & …

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the epitome of suicide

January 25th, 2018by Tonislav

my demons are inside of me,

they won’t let me be set free,

if only i could find a way,

to scare them back to where they came.

 

i kicked and tossed and spat in their eyes,

but they only laughed and smiled at my cry,

“Go fuck yourself” i screamed with defeat,

determined they came to make me feel like shit.

 

This went on and on like time never came,

But at some point in life i got tired of their games,

So i grabbed my stuff and said goodbye to them

“See you NEVER ***** ’cause i won’t ever see you again”

 

And with that life continued without me around,

‘Cause i took the easiest way …

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January 25th, 2018by visual eyes

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January 24th, 2018by visual eyes

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January 24th, 2018by visual eyes

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One too much

January 23rd, 2018by pylon

Your days are numbered
One, two, ten…
Not long before
You’ll see, again
Close now, shhh
One, two, ten…
Not long before
You’re over
Ten.

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January 23rd, 2018by visual eyes

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Too young to die but too broken to fly-M.E.

January 23rd, 2018by Letmyheartsing

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January 22nd, 2018by visual eyes

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Pork Soda

January 20th, 2018by thetrashmen

So I got out of the adolescent unit of a behavioral health facility

and

I’m lost.

I went purposely, y’know

seeking help.

And I got some?

I felt so optimistic

so productive

whilst I was there

but I got picked up last night

and now I just

don’t know what to do or how to apply anything?

There’s so much to fix

so much to get past

and it seemed so simple there but now it’s just

not?

I had it mapped, planned in the abstract

and no way to truly accomplish anything.

I’m trying so hard to get it together and I’m so pissed that I can’t fix myself in a day

but Rome fucking burned in one.

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January 18th, 2018by c-ta

i’m sort of bored and out of touch with reality as per usual at this point but i just thought it would be sort of nice to post some past kinda sad things i’ve written, i guess they’re like poetry but it’s mostly random thoughts. I think the last one resonates the most.

 

i’m scared i can’t meet anyones expectations, including my own maybe.
but that doesn’t matter as much
if that’s correct i’m truly sorry and i’d do so much for anything to stay the same.
i’m just worried overly most likely but i can’t just ignore my anxieties

spontaneously wanting to die and feeling even a little disconnected …

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What’s today?

January 10th, 2018by Mosaic

I will be strong,
I made up my mind

So why look back,
Theres still hope in sight.

Day by day,
Step by step

These little things I will never forget.

I once was weak,
But this is my day

I will be strong,
Get the fuck out my way.

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Exit Sandman, Enter Goodguy

January 9th, 2018by goodguy

Hi guys, its been only one week since i found here and i feel a lot better than ever. I feel like i have a family in here. I have learned a lot from you guys. You guys are my heroes. I hope youre doing well.

I have said this so many times, and im sorry if im saying it again( i apologise, im young and unexperienced) :
Please Read These books. For god sake!:))
They helped to revive. I haven’t used any med (i couldn’t) until now but books about philosophy or other science majors.

If you don’t give a f*:
Mark Manson – The Subtle Art Of Not …

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something I’ve stumbled upon

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ironic, right?

December 31st, 2017by iamdarling

i ate a fortune cookie. the fortune read,

‘if you would have managed your plans properly, it would not have caused chaos.’

ironic, right? as, it hits pretty close to home.

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Full of hope

December 30th, 2017by shatterediris

In a world full of people,

Filled with hope.

In a world full of needles,

Filled with dope.

 

Hope dies when a mother

Sees her son as a different color

Lifeless in his bed, undercover

Like his habit, now discovered

And she has another

A tiny boy, a little brother

By her feet, his eyes are covered

He shakes, and convulses

Mom cries, there are no pulses

He was dead at least all day.

That’s what the medics say.

He wanted to stay

While they went on vacation.

They missed him for the whole duration.

Excited on the drive back home

Didn’t know they’d be left alone.

 

In a world full of people,

Filled with dope.

In a world full of needles,

Filled with hope.

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There’s so many people. Yet no one to talk to.

December 20th, 2017by hollowchest

How is it so possible to feel so alone.. when we’re supposedly so connected.. I go here to vent to rant to just get it off my chest. Say something anything even if nobody’s listening. Even so, it’s way better than bottling everything up in my soul. Feel like at any moment I’m ’bout to blow. Where’s a gun when you need one? All I have is this imaginary one replaying in my head. The sweet release of death. Oh how comforting it feels. Like home. The warm embrace. The darkness where everybody acknowledges who I am. Among the ones who felt the same. Wish …