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Broken

by violinplayer22 1/11/2016

written by violinplayer22

I’m back. Living, and back. I thought by now I would have atleast tried to kill myself. To rid myself of the tortures of life and anxiety and depression. It’s haunts me everyday, and I don’t know how to fix myself, because I’m broken. I’m not happy, I don’t have dreams, I can’t live a normal life. I put on a fake smile at school, and pretend like I’m happy. I try to talk to new people, I try to get them to like me. But I will never be accepted. I’m weak, and broken.

I live in my room, and play the violin to keep […]

1/11/2016 1 comment

Waste Product

by NoBuddy 1/6/2016

written by NoBuddy

I wish I never born. Everybody left me when I wanted them. Lonely and broken. Help me to get rid of this pain. 🙁

1/6/2016 1 comment

Just a word

by ErilAq 12/25/2015

written by ErilAq

Hello all, it’s been years since I last visited this site, under a different Alias. I wanted to share my experiences, maybe to give hope, maybe just to get things off my chest. I’m a male, mid 20’s. I was emotionally and physically abused, and I lost several friends (and a loved one) to suicide, and I myself attempted thrice. I was shattered, broken, and in a dark place. I felt unloved, unnecessary, and evil. I used to cut, and still get the urges whenever an episode strikes. I just wanted to say there’s hope.

I know it’s hard to believe, and nothing I can say […]

12/25/2015 2 comments

Zetsumei’s Eternal Requiem

by Zetsumei 12/19/2015

written by Zetsumei

This is Zetsumei’s character song/poem from my SP anime.

In blackest night,

no light shall reach me.

Gathering the broken,

it’s time for our sinful killing spree!

Konbanwa, Zetsumei here

and Zetsubou’s my game.

You can’t play so face your crime,

’cause time picked you as prey.

The numeral of change engraved deeply

marks the funeral of Humility.

Scattering feathers dyed red,

despair bows Virtue’s head.

Konbanwa, Zetsumei here

and Zetsubou’s my game.

You can’t play so face your crime,

’cause time picked you as prey.

Not even the white moon shines down

so drown in this flood of ash.

Para won’t hear, “Yes, my lord” anymore,

when the hoard is marching ashore.

12/19/2015 3 comments

Never More Beautiful

by DaylightFades 12/18/2015

written by DaylightFades

You told me to let you in.
When I did, you smashed in to me
(head first into my heart).
You took one glance at all of my broken glass,
and told me I’ve never looked more beautiful.

You wanted to see my “true colours”.
I scrubbed until the pink was gone,
And I washed away the blue,
until I was nothing more than a subtle grey hue.
You took one look at my faded flesh,
and told me I’ve never looked more beautiful.

You said we’d grow a garden together,
So I let my own flowers wilt,
and I watched as you chopped down my trees […]

12/18/2015 4 comments

To Nobody

by Mike Rowedick 12/11/2015

written by Mike Rowedick

Some men write letters to their unborn child
An expression of love in a world gone wild
If my life were to end before yours begins
I want to share my love and make amends

But my letter is not addressed to an unborn baby
But to an unfulfilled desire that someday, just maybe
A new life could have been created if I had been a real man
I’d have loved you and nurtured you and been your number one fan

I’d comfort and care for you and make everything alright
I’d even chase monsters from under your bed each night
I’d have found you the best […]

12/11/2015 14 comments

Judged

by NoBuddy 12/10/2015

written by NoBuddy

I’m judged by closest people around me. How can I face this situation? Feeling melting down and broken. Help me.

12/10/2015 3 comments

OCD and broken glasses.

by beaubri 12/8/2015

written by beaubri

https://youtu.be/3uyj-ZV1xik

12/8/2015 8 comments

Lost and confused

by LostSoul41 12/3/2015

written by LostSoul41

It’s been a very long time since I’ve found myself in such a dark place. My husband of 6 years has betrayed me. When I became aware of this, we talked. As broken as I was, I tried to be level-headed as well as sympathetic to what he was going through that would lead him to do what he did.
The next two days, though difficult beyond words, he did exactly what I needed from him; we communicated, at length. He took responsibility for his actions, and we continued to talk. But then, he suddenly changed his tune. He became cruel. Threatening to hide even […]

12/3/2015 7 comments

I Am A Bottle

by InhalingAnxiety 11/18/2015

written by InhalingAnxiety

Before, I would fill with emotions until I could no longer hold anymore. When it would become too much, I would overflow and spill to whoever would sit long enough for me to empty.

Now, I expand for my surroundings. Once I have reached the brim, I become deeper to allow more issues to pour in. I am a bottomless bottle. I am no longer required to open up. It is not a necessity to empty, since there is always room for more. I am sealed.

Even if I become too full to carry on, I’m not sure I even know how to create a small leak to lighten […]

11/18/2015 2 comments

I’m sorry

by Blackdog 11/15/2015

written by Blackdog

I’m sorry I can’t do anything right.

I’m sorry I’m such a disappointment to you.

I’m sorry I’m such a burden.

I’m sorry I’m not what you wanted.

I’m sorry I’m not good enough.

I’m sorry I can’t live up to your expextations.

I’m sorry I’m so lazy.

I’m sorry I don’t help you enough.

I’m sorry I don’t say I love you anymore.

I’m sorry I don’t kiss you anymore.

I’m sorry I don’t hug you anymore.

I’m sorry I’m not a good daughter.

I’m sorry I can’t keep a long term friendship.

I’m sorry I pushed you away.

I’m sorry I’m weird.

I’m sorry I don’t fit in.

I’m sorry I’m a huge fuck up.

I’m sorry I was born.

I’m […]

11/15/2015 4 comments

Alone Again

by Mike Rowedick 11/14/2015

written by Mike Rowedick

In a little while from now
If I’m not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top
Will throw myself off
In an effort to
Make it clear to whoever
Wants to know what it’s like
When you’re shattered

Left standing in the lurch at a church
Were people saying, My God, that’s tough
She stood him up
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally
To think that only yesterday

I was cheerful, bright and gay
Looking forward to who wouldn’t do

11/14/2015 1 comment

cheesy novels & being unlovable.

by spvnalittlelie 11/12/2015

written by spvnalittlelie

in the cheesy novels that i sometimes read (don’t judge), the troubled female protagonist gets better only after she meets a perfect boy and they fall in love and he glues together all the broken parts of her blah blah … i want to believe i can get better without a boy, because let’s face it – i am butt-ugly, so boys are not on the horizon for me. but surely this trope exists for a reason? can i really get better. . . alone? i know i will never be loved, so what does it matter if i live or die?

11/12/2015 15 comments

Question?

by A_UserName_ 11/1/2015

written by A_UserName_

11/1/2015 3 comments

Why did I?

by FancyArcadeCupcake 11/1/2015

written by FancyArcadeCupcake

Why did I think that this time would be different
Why did I think this time would be true
Why did I think that you wouldn’t become distant
Why did I believe in you

Why did I put my heart on the line
Why did I give my all
Why did I think it would all be fine
Why did I think you’d catch me when I fall

Why did I think I was enough
Why did I let you break my heart
Why did I think I deserved your love
Why did I let it fall apart

Why did I let myself fall in love…

11/1/2015 0 comment

Courage

by Shards 10/28/2015

written by Shards

It takes a lot of courage to end your suffering

and even more courage to live through it

…. unfortunately, I have the courage for neither

Hello, everyone. First post here. Found this site about a week ago, and have been reading quite many posts since then. Maybe I should introduce myself… I am a man, just below 40, living in one of the Scandinavian countries. My life has been ok overall, aside for some suicide thoughts in my late teens, but I guess I was never serious about it then. Up until early august, my life has been fine, until it crashed completely. Even the day before […]

10/28/2015 9 comments

Memories

by LT1978 10/24/2015

written by LT1978

As I watched my husband walk out of the door, leaving my daughter crying for him to “take me with you” or “don’t go daddy” it hit me like a brick. I was that little girl. I cried for my daddy to stay….. My husband has worked for almost 3 weeks straight. Nights. Not by choice. But tonight, his first night off, he chose to go to a sporting event. My daughter’s heart was/is broken. She cried for an hour, I cried with her. Unable to comfort her because I was hurting too. I tried to explain to my husband but he just got mad […]

10/24/2015 4 comments

Love

by secretz180 10/17/2015

written by secretz180

Ever since middle school I’ve always wanted a bf. Almost every night I would cry because I thought no one would ever love me. When I was 18, my best friend introduce me to a guy. We started emailing each other a lot. I get really bad anxiety but that one day I decided to meet him. He picked me up, all he wanted was sex. He kept pressuring me to do it so I felt like I had to. So I lost my virginity to him. He totally left me after that. I was heart broken and sad again. I met this guy on […]

10/17/2015 10 comments

fall weather is here . . .

by spvnalittlelie 10/3/2015

written by spvnalittlelie

and it is depressing the hell out of me.

the last few days it has been cloudy, chilly, and raining off and on. i actually really like fall, but i’m light sensitive, and a lack of it can make me more depressed & lethargic. no, i don’t own a light box and i can’t get one unfortunately.

i really want to enjoy this fall, but so far i can’t. i’m just really down. it’s coming up on the one-year anniversary of when my family broke apart, and i’m not taking it well. though it’s better having some distance between now and when it happened, and though that […]

10/3/2015 2 comments

In a crowd alone

by blackrose5 9/22/2015

written by blackrose5

I got to school late today, I walked in and there were kids flooding the hallways, I just had my earbuds in and I was walking. All I could hear was my music and it’s amazing, nobody cares and that’s just the cold hard truth. They look at me and they avoid me because I am apparently “hard to approach.” It’s amazing cus I just as easily walked passed my boyfriend and all my friends, but nope not a single head turned my way. Nobody notices me. It would be like that if I were dead too cus I’m just that girl with pink hair […]

9/22/2015 2 comments

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