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For your poems.

I’m sorry.

by meh550 7/9/2013

written by meh550

I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.

I’m sorry for all the time’s you’ve cut. I’m sorry for all the pain you’ve felt. I’m sorry for all that’s ever happened to you.

What would I know about pain, about anything? I’m only 13. Just a girl who has no idea what life is. But then I accidentally got onto this website, and I read.

I read from 8 pm to 4 am, all the suffering and loss and bullying. I’m young, and innocent, but that innocence is now mixed with a knowledge that we live in a paradise surrounded by thin glass walls, and behind those walls are your […]

7/9/2013 1 comment

As if….

by MaKaylaRose25 7/8/2013

written by MaKaylaRose25

As if the time goes â€œtick tock, tick tockâ€ as if the seconds turn to minutes and the minutes turn to hours and then day by day the sun effects the way you live your life as if nowâ€¦.. You start to rot away!

You begin to write and you turn blank as if you forget how to breathe. You turn pale and flustered as if you turn and a train comes by and your life flashes before one eyeâ€¦. Opens and you are starring into darkness.

You have horrible nightmares that make you never want to be alone. The darkness takes over your mind and surrounds […]

7/8/2013 0 comment

Is it Really that Much?

by CrypticT0xin 7/6/2013

written by CrypticT0xin

Is it really too much? The things I ask for?

All that is wanted is a few luxuries in life… None of then are even material.
Is it too much to ask to follow a decent schedule? One that doesn’t change so drastically?
Is it too much to ask for, a job I don’t mind?
Is it too much to ask when I desire happiness?
Can there be a day I wake up, happier then anything.
A day in which worries are little.
Can I smile at the sun and defeat the day?
Can I lay comfortably in my bed and sleep peacefully?
Is it too much to ask for a little guidance.
I feel […]

7/6/2013 0 comment

Music Saved My Life.

by cxnco 7/6/2013

written by cxnco

Music Saved My Life (My Story)Â <— video of my story click the link

7/6/2013 0 comment

Peter the Happy- My Poem

by PascelTrees 7/6/2013

written by PascelTrees

Once, there was a boy named Peter in 8th Grade.

He was shy, but had a happy faÃ§ade.

He smiled at the teachers, his classmates and me.

But he was so distraught, a mood in him you couldnâ€™t see.

It was funny though, but not a funny kind of funny.

When you find out his mama never gave him money.

The day you figure out that all he ever was, was all alone.

That he was always that person in a down in the dumps zone.

He was like chalk and cheese compared to the people in high spirits.

Like black chalk and mouldy cheese enclosed with secrets. Â

But on November 21st on a […]

7/6/2013 0 comment

I Don’t Get Stronger

by sleeplessinSTL 7/6/2013

written by sleeplessinSTL

All these things pieced together,

Aren’t making me strong,

Aren’t making me better,

They tear down the dreams I’ve finally had,

Nothing can stop them,

There’s nothing more bad,

I’ve been to hell,

And I’ve been back,

Through drugs and rape and panic attacks,

But after these storms,

There’s always some calm,

It works it’s way up and fully forms,

I learn to live broken and shattered,

Not getting stronger or better,

Just more battered,

I don’t pick myself up,

I fly with a joint,

And after a while,

I crash from that point,

I had my problems,

Long before my addictions,

And even before they started,

I had low restrictions,

I can’t wait for the day,

When I get to fly,

Not from a drug,

But from my wings to […]

7/6/2013 2 comments

Broken People, by Scott Hildreth a book that provides hope from a survivor

by Scott Hildreth 7/4/2013

written by Scott Hildreth

Hello, I am Scott Hildreth, the Author of Broken People. At the age of thirteen, my uncle committed suicide. I hated him for it. At the age of twenty one, my girlfriend committed suicide. I spent a lifetime carrying a poem that she left me in my wallet. Additionally, I carried guilt. Crushing guilt. I felt awful, guilty, and no longer trusted people.

A few years ago, a close friend committed suicide. Then, I decided it was my turn.

I didn’t succeed.

This year, I met a girl who needed help. A suicidal bulimic teen.

I wrote a very uplifting and deep book that has touched the hearts of […]

7/4/2013 1 comment

Bold as Love

by flatus 7/1/2013

written by flatus

They’re all bold as love
Just ask the axis
http://youtu.be/_9rv7m9UKSc
Orange is young, full of daring
But very unsteady for the first go round

My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In fact I’m trying to say
It’s frightened like me

And all these emotions of mine
Keep holding me from, uh
Giving my life to a rainbow like you

7/1/2013 0 comment

Strange Lover

by flatus 6/30/2013

written by flatus

Well, I’m a lover, I am forever
Movin’ forward into outer space
And I’m a mountain, I am disaster
But who is countin’, we are on our way

So let your skin out and go and find out
What is the matter around the river bend
It is the question to the old answer
Can you leave me with the one I love

6/30/2013 0 comment

Away

by flatus 6/29/2013

written by flatus

Money’s scarce but family honor
Brings it home, brings it home
And down the shop the tongues they snicker
TV dinners, beer and liquor
http://youtu.be/qKDc6F0yXdw
Skeletons fall out of cupboards
Curtains drawn fall open to allow
The light shows up the dust
That plays around your face

Innocence and lies don’t make a perfect match
Leave your door unlatched
I know a word can be untrue
And yet still move you

6/29/2013 0 comment

Jane and Eric’s waltz

by Blake SinBad 6/28/2013

written by Blake SinBad

I think this is the happiest I’ve been in a while…I…

Let me start:

When I was younger, I was bullied. I had no escape from the world. That was, until the day I got my mp3. Music was a whole different world to me. It still is. It’s all I breathe for. My life, my love and my soul are devoted to this otherworldly being…I’m intoxicated…
Anywho, there was one song preprogrammed into the mp3. I couldn’t pronounce the name at the time, so I just called it Jane and Eric’s waltz. It fit at the time. I had fallen madly in love with the song, […]

6/28/2013 3 comments

Let X=X

by flatus 6/28/2013

written by flatus

I got this postcard. And it read, it said:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_pcFl5BBxY
Dear Amigo, Dear Partner:
Listen uh, I just want to say thanks. So.. thanks.
Thanks for all the presents. Thanks for introducing me to the Chief.
Thanks for putting on the feedbag. Thanks for going all out.
Thanks for showing me your Swiss Army knife.
Oh and uh, thanks for letting me autograph your cast.
Hug and kisses. XXXXOOOO.

Oh yeah, P.S.
I.. I feel, feel like
I am in a burning building, and I gotta go.
‘Cause I.. I feel, feel like I am
In a burning building,
And I gotta go.

6/28/2013 1 comment

Thoughts on Mortality

by TheOneWhoStayed 6/27/2013

written by TheOneWhoStayed

If you’ve read any of my other comments or my story, you know I’m a proponent of choosing life over death, and I think the words in this video kinda sum up why, in a way:

6/27/2013 1 comment

Life

by mrs. mistress 6/27/2013

written by mrs. mistress

Every day the same as the last,

Good or bad it’s soon in the past

On occasion having fun
But when you look at the clock your day is done.
The minutes turn to hours, the hours soon days,
Your life has become nothing but a misty haze.
On your death bed you lay knowing you’re close to death.
All alone, there’s no one there to witness your final breath

6/27/2013 0 comment

Save it for later

by flatus 6/27/2013

written by flatus

Two dozen other stupid reasons
Why we should suffer for this
Don’t bother trying to explain them
Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it

Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later, don’t run away and let me down
Sooner or later you’ll hit the deck you’ll get found out

6/27/2013 0 comment

Myself

by Angel Knight 6/26/2013

written by Angel Knight

I feel as if I don’t even have problems.

I tell myself that they aren’t real, that I make them up.

I fight with myself to stay alive daily.

I am my biggest fear.

I scare myself of what I do to myself.

Destroying myself.

It’s as if my insides are eating me up.

Just taking me down from where I don’t want to.

Sometimes I don’t win against myself and I get hurt.

It doesn’t hurt anymore but still.

I try to stay alive for the loved one’s around me but,

it hurts trying.

Trying just makes it worse.

6/26/2013 2 comments

Once in a lifetime

by flatus 6/26/2013

written by flatus

And you may ask yourself
“Where is that large automobile?”
And you may tell yourself
“This is not my beautiful house!”
And you may tell yourself
“This is not my beautiful wife!”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I1wg1DNHbNU
And you may ask yourself
“Am I right? Am I wrong?”
And you may tell yourself
“MY GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE?”

Letting the days go by let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by water flowing underground
Into the blue again after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime water flowing underground

Same as it ever was
Look where my hand was
Time isn’t holding up
Time isn’t after us..

6/26/2013 0 comment

My Innocence

by endingtheagony 6/25/2013

written by endingtheagony

IÂ have never known innocence.

It has been pain and loss and death

since before I could store a memory.

And now I am asked to be normal.

I am asked to pretend

that my childhood

was warm and innocent.

Innocence was ripped away

at the age of six,

surrounded by hands

and pleas and tears

and blood to be kept secret.

But begging never gets you anywhere.

Innocence was ripped away

as I laid next to my best friend

at the age of 13

whose heart had stopped beating,

while mine took

just a bit too long

to cease.

Innocence was ripped away

with the last words she heard from me,

“I forgive you, mom.”

I was 14.

Innocence has been ripped away from me

every time I walk that […]

6/25/2013 0 comment

Getting Older

by endingtheagony 6/25/2013

written by endingtheagony

A bell rings out.

A pitched sound that hits the eardrum

and cripples the heart.

A line of black parades the street.

The world’s colors fade away.

A black and white existence.

The vibrancy is ripped away.

And the thought that your life may never be the same

is a thought you never wanted to hit you.

But it does.

It hits you harder than anyone has ever realized.

And years have passed.

And you still cry at night

until the tears have numbed the pain in your chest

and you finally drift to sleep;

praying to whatever god there is

that you don’t wake up the next day.

Each morning

you wipe the dried tears from your face

and everyone around you

thinks you […]

6/25/2013 0 comment

Video Project

by our-silentscreams 6/25/2013

written by our-silentscreams

Iâ€™m doing a video project that i will hopefully be able to show in school and i may put it on you tube.

It will basically be a video about people that have anything like depression, EDs, Suicidal thoughts etc.

I will have people send in video clips of them telling their story if they want or giving simple advice. Then i will have people at the end say things like stay strong etc

I really want to do this. Its something iâ€™ve had planned for a while now. If your interested or want more details message me here:

http://our-silentscreams.tumblr.com/ask

or here

https://www.facebook.com/shannon.morley.96

It would also help if you could […]

6/25/2013 1 comment

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