Poetry & Art

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Sweet Sleep

My life is such that the only thing I look forward to is sleep. In my dreams I am free of everything including gravity. Sweet dreams where I am hero. I awake sometimes in tears because of the simple fact that I woke up. I long for an eternal sleep. Hero forever


What Do You Find Beautiful.

May 14th, 2017by BlueDiamond

I feel better avoiding people. I reveal as little as possible, and try not to respond to people such as them saying a simple good morning. Not responding to people all the time may backfire sooner or later. At work,(I’m only working for the summer) I stay away from the break room and eat lunch in the car. The formula is working. People only make my depression worse. They’ll be your friends, but later they’ll be all like fuck you, you *****. Better yet, they’ll just talk about you behind your back, saying how stupid I am. If these are the people I attract then …


Songs for suicidal/depressed souls

May 10th, 2017by BlueDiamond


I don’t deserve anything

May 8th, 2017by wali2241

Lately I have been getting worse and the suicidal thoughts have been coming back into my head. I write poems when I feel depressed, so I just wanted to share this one, I wrote a couple nights ago.


The pain it stays

Sometimes for days and days

I feel death is looming

Feeling like I can’t do this anymore

Maybe it’s time for me to exit through the door

I am broken

I am broke

All they will ever say

“She couldn’t handle it”

Maybe its time

Time to say goodbye

Fall …


My emancipation

May 7th, 2017by pho3nixxx

Over and over you lied to my face.
Each time I tried a little harder to regain your respect.

You hurt me repeatedly in ways I had asked to stop.
Every time I pleaded you more to stay.

You showed me how low a priority I was.
I begged to hear something I needed to hear.

You claimed not to have the time to deal with us.
I spent more of my time to help you.

You used that time to see other people.
I responded with desperate tears and gestures.

Every day you made me feel worthless.
Every night the cuts grew longer and deeper.

You took every chance to be away from me.
I went crazy …


Prison Earth

May 6th, 2017by BlueDiamond

I like to imagine Earth as a giant prison, and God or these angels placed our souls into these advance prison uniforms called bodies. These bodies are hideous. Trapped between these gooey organs, and water, covered by soft fleshy pink skin. I once remember having eagle vision, gather all the scents from a single galaxy, and finding a soulmate was much easier because when I was free, we were all full of love, and with our strong bonds, the sex felt a thousands times orgasmic than on earth. No longer does the food taste good on Earth, since I remember, but this suit and the …


will there be?

May 6th, 2017by livingparadox

I can’t breathe even if i want to
Helpless, I drowned in the sea of questions
Will there be another tomorrow?
Will there be no more sorrow?
Will there be a love left for me to borrow?


Don’t Want a Boyfriend

May 5th, 2017by BlueDiamond

(Wrote this, a few weeks ago, people usually tell me that write to let my negative emotions out, which I take for code for hey, you don’t really have the talent to be published, but just do this for fun.)

I don’t want a boyfriend,
I will tell you, he or you wouldn’t understand.
My psychological needs of a higher purpose,
that even I sometimes can’t describe.

I dream of sophisticated electric blue oceans,
crave for that sip of knowledge and talent,
its salty air of creativity, and morals of a better world,
and now, I want to sit by this beautiful work of art.
Will we put our differences aside, and offer your …


Short Piano Cover I Made

May 1st, 2017by ninjarhino21

Ludovico Einaudi is one of my favorite composers. I love playing his music. ^.^ Nothing has helped me deal with depression more than the piano has.


i can hear you

May 1st, 2017by tryingtotouch

sometimes, i put my fingers to my neck to feel my pulse. usually it’s late at night, when no one else is around and its just me and the sound of your voice ringing through my head and bringing tears to my eyes for no reason because i’m supposed to be past you. i put my fingers to my neck and i feel my life beat below them, fast and thready like the way my thoughts race. when i do that, that unthinking check to just make sure i’m still alive, i remember the way it used to be, you know. the late nights with my …


Constructor of my own destruction

If I’m alone, I’ve done it to myself. Nobody likes a loser


WHY is it so FU(£ING difficult to LOG IN HERE!???

April 24th, 2017by bobbywylie

I can see the reasoning behind keeping a site like this….well….discrete, I guess. But, you know, I’ve wanted, on a couple of occasions, to sign in and TALK to people (when I’ve been NEAR FUCKING KILLING MYSELF!!), but I can’t figure out how to fucking LOG IN so I can COMMUNICATE!!! WTF?!!!

There’s no LOG IN details when you visit this site! You may be DESPERATE – and you may well be RIGHT ON THE FUCKING EDGE AND DESPERATE TO TALK TO LIKE-MINDED PEOPLE, but……how the fuck do you GET IN!????????

 I managed to log on ONLY because I inadvertantly clicked on somebody’s POST! Is that how


Yup, sure

April 24th, 2017by azuzu


I Will Overcome !

April 23rd, 2017by Addiictivetragedy

Mind like quicksand, but I try to stay above land.
Kaleidoscope of different scenarios. Life falling in a burial. Heart broken like shattered glass, not healing no mater how much time has passed. Haunted dreams every night, becoming weaker after every fight. Can’t distinguish what is real or in my head, every night laying on my deathbed. Anxiety, bipolar and PTSD, is slowly overpowering me.
Suicidal Thoughts but I’m afraid of death, continuous thoughts of how I will lose my last breath. Anxious, anxious all the time, but with meds they tell I’ll be just fine. Irritable, angry, sadden and scared, all through my mind like a …


I cannot stop my brain

I cannot stop the thoughts and images bombarding my brain day in day out. How can I stop this madness!?



April 23rd, 2017by Addiictivetragedy

You used your words, I used my heart. I became unheard, you became a dart. I reached out, you pushed away. I started to doubt but I was forced to stay.
Growing a flower, supposed to be a blessing. but you had the power. And I was left stressing..
Far from family , no one but you,
Loss of gravity, my hatred grew.
You where supposed to be my happy ending, but this chapter was just beginning.
My flower blossomed, she is so beautiful, I became cautioned, you grew so pitiful. Yelling and abusing, but with no bruising. I tried to flee, your family didn’t agree.. threatened like a thief …


Only now

Sitting here watching people through my window. They have thier yesterdays and tomorrows. Can’t help to compare myself with them. The only difference is is that all I have is now and I pray for no tomorrows. What a pathetic little person am I


So I’m crazy

April 21st, 2017by azuzu

They ask me tell them everything and now I’m crazy. I tell them about my sadness. I tell them about my self loathing. I tell them about my secret desires to be dead. I tell them about this black pit I’m in.

They tell me I’m crazy



What a joke, now I’m supposedly possessed? Witch lady says she sees something riding on my back. Bring on the voodoo doctors and things that go bump in the night. Maybe whatever it is will get the job done right and quick.


Freedom denied

April 20th, 2017by azuzu

Now I lay me down to sleep
Lord, I pray my soul you keep
I lean forward and push off the edge
I fall into a fog falling falling
With two downward thrusts I rise Above the fog. My wings are beautiful
I glide effortlessly through the clouds
Here is where I belong
Gliding effortlessly through the sky
Here I am powerful
Here I am hero
Here my dream is endless