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Unprovable Pains

  July 25th, 2018 by raperapelemonade

Outside of myself. The woman everyone see’s just like everyone else, is carefully crafted. I am strong enough sometimes to smile and make jokes to my colleagues and sort out the chaos on my 3 Monitors to successfully complete a days work. I have pain beyond my threshold leeching on my spine and chest. I contain them until the weekend when I can perform my mental surgeries.

When the wounds mastisize and become larger than my ability to contain them I am frozen. I am powerless. I look at my 3 Monitors and watch the inbox rise watch the Skype pings sting watch that there is …

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KULT – Samotni ludzie (Lonely People)

  July 24th, 2018 by Taf Taf


Lonely people from lonely cities
Inside the lonely seashell of the world
On the lonely snow, there is a trace
The lonely me welcomes all of you here
This pale circle is my face
The one with a bloody stain – that’s you
You’re a girl, so your lips
Are the colour of blood
– – –
The light of eyes will go out
When the dawn comes
The world behind the window will crouch
On the

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Erased (Isle of Solitude)

  July 23rd, 2018 by WanderingDreamer91

Erased (Isle of Solitude)


“I want to go to an island that has no pain or sadness.”

(Length: 1m, 5s)

Sorry for being one big otaku, talking a lot about anime and games and stuff. ^^; But it’s all still sort of relevant, as their pretty dark and sad… Plus one user (Agnostic Angel I think) was talking about Celeste and put the “Fun and Interesting” tag to it, so I thought I would to. :p


Who knows, maybe you’ll find all the things I share like a hurt/comfort fic, and I can help all of you find something nice to …

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New Order – Truth

  July 23rd, 2018 by Taf Taf

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Fine… Im Fine

  July 23rd, 2018 by razorwrists

Sometimes I just feel down and sometimes I feel as if im being held down by something so big I cant breathe It casts a shadow over me I cant quite tell how big but its big enough to cover my mind its so dark I struggle to smile people think they know but there just as lost as me they offer advice but it passes by my head like a breeze not a small breeze its like the breathe of the shadow it inhales and I feel blank then it exhales and still nothing happens im at a stand still but I don’t know …

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Still around and I wrote this smoldering piece of shit.

  July 23rd, 2018 by shatterediris

Opps…. I published that early…. damn enter key not being tab, I’m really tired in general…. Really tired of life…. I did finally find a job, it doesn’t make me feel like a person, I no longer can see my counselor either…. I only wanted a part time job but I’m being forced to work 40 hour weeks eventhough I was hired as a part time person…. But I found time to write this garbage thingy, I wanted to share it…. It feels nice to do this…. I’ve mostly been lurking here as of late :/

What is life worth when we can’t even dream?

Feeling like …

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A Letter To Myself (poem written by me)

  July 22nd, 2018 by anonymousie

  • dear anonymousie

there you go
ruining everything again
without even trying to
how pathetic are you?

you want to die,
and it’s so rightfully justified
because you’re mediocre at best
no matter how hard you try

you could eat healthier
exercise more
erase your past
you could do everything he wants

but who says that will make love last?

you’ve made mistakes
many terrible
some preventable
most were accidental

you can try blaming it on
being a millennial
but not all of us
are fuck ups like you

“consistency is key”
the only thing you’re consistent at
is ruining everything for me
you’re the one that won’t let you be happy

you know just how to make him hate you
you wonder why he ripped your
pictures off the wall
it’s because he …

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  July 22nd, 2018 by raperapelemonade

Even though we cant talk to each other directly here. I feel safe here. I feel in the silence, a comradery.

I love reading the stuggles the goodbyes because i can relate so much to these entries and i just have nothing but love for you.

Even if you are a judge of me, i can relate and I’m grateful. Whatever comes… I’m just grateful for this silent hive where our honey is our words about our bloody battles of life, death, trauma, pain more than anyone else in the real world could ever handle. We can speak it here in complete truth and honesty without fear.

I’m …

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The Solipsist

  July 21st, 2018 by WanderingDreamer91


Here’s a poem I made on Facebook on June 1st, when I really needed to vent. :p
(It’s a bit dark and sadomasochistic, instead of just plain masochistic, I hope that’s okay…)

Not that anyone cares, most people just ghost me…

People usually ignore me or hate me, I’m not sure if anyone is at fault when people leave me or don’t want to talk to me and I’m not sure if I should even care…

I just want to be myself… people are too different from me…

I might make a full post about myself later, but right now I’m kind …

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  July 21st, 2018 by visual eyes

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The Madman

  July 18th, 2018 by Taf Taf

Wouldn’t it be better if everyone of us could live in his/her own unique madness?



Leave the madman in his madness

And don’t try to bring him to his senses

You don’t know what is hidden

Inside the mind of a madman

He might find in his madness

Everything he has desired

And wasn’t able

To see and to obtain

Leave the madman in his madness

Leave him in his dream

He’s been sick and tired of this world

And he created one of his own

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  July 17th, 2018 by visual eyes

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  July 16th, 2018 by visual eyes

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  July 16th, 2018 by cohw77

i feel so invisible lately

its painful, almost

how people can see me

and yet not see me

i feel like a ghost

or a dream

or some other overplayed metaphor

that people use

when really what they mean

is that no one gives a shit

about them at all

and it hurts like hell

because i know its my fault

but i dont know how

to fix it

am i even real?

am i even here?

if people look through

but not at you,

if they talk near

but not to you,

do you even really exist?

do i?

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Brian Eno – By This River

  July 16th, 2018 by Taf Taf


Here we are

Stuck by this river,

You and I

Underneath a sky that’s ever falling down, down, down

Ever falling down

Through the day

As if on an ocean

Waiting here,

Always failing to remember why we came, came, came:

I wonder why we came

You talk to me

as if from a distance

And I reply

With impressions chosen from another time, time, time,

From another time

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  July 13th, 2018 by lynndo

Tomorrow, July 14th, marks my 18th birthday.

I don’t know whether to think of it as a fresh start or a milestone, but it must be significant right?

It could be a new beginning. A new beginning to my mental health? A reset to my attempt counter? Perhaps a new beginning to my relationship with myself.

Or a milestone. For awhile I didn’t think I’d make it to graduating high school. But there I was, under that white tent, getting handed my diploma. Then I thought I wouldn’t make it out of adolescence, to my 18th birthday, 1 month later. But here I am, with only 4 hours …

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My Wish

  July 9th, 2018 by LFC1995

It’s hard for me to know 

Where everything went wrong

Nothing’s getting better

I’ve felt bad for so long.


I’ve fought my inner demons,

But now it’s time for me,

To end this life I hate

And finally be free.


I don’t want to be mourned,

I don’t want you to cry,

I just don’t want this life,

Please; let me die.


Mum, don’t be upset,

I don’t know when I’ll go.

It might be this year,

I honestly don’t know.


I’ve got a guilty conscience,

For what you’ll go through.

Don’t blame yourself, or anyone

It’s what I want to do. 

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Byron’s poetry

  July 9th, 2018 by Taf Taf

So We’ll Go No More A-Roving

So we’ll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
 And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul outwears the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we’ll

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Everyone’s too busy writting

  July 8th, 2018 by FiendInside

Is the true way to heal to write, or to read.

Do you heal by sharing your trauma, or by listening to someone  else’s.

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  June 28th, 2018 by somesadgirl

How did my mind get so dark?
How do I keep disappointing everyone?
Why do they say those things?
Why do I say those things?
Who is the dark cloud hovered above me?
Who will I be once the cloud swallows me whole?
When will this go away?
When will I feel happiness?
What will happen if I go?
What will happen if I stay?
Where will I go?
Where will I be?

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