Take My Hand
Whispers exchanged under cover of the night
Lovers bathed in pale moonlight
His hands on her hips
A kiss on his lips
There isn’t a moment that he’d dare to miss
Close the space between them
Suck the air from their lungs
Let the passion begin
Burning hotter than the sun
There isn’t another that she’d dare to love
She can only hope that she is enough
Could she possibly satiate such an appetite?
When She sees the lust burning […]
It’s funny isn’t it? We make plans and nine times out of ten they never come to fruition. I feel like my clock is ticking down. Do you remember that music video by Nickelback, I don’t know what song it was for, but it had a guy who could see when people were going to die by using little LED clocks above their heads.
Yeah, I feel like that guy when I look in the mirror, only the time keeps jumping around. I think it’s levelling out and there isn’t much left.
I’m cold and shivering all over and I can’t warm myself up. My legs barely […]
Slowly the hunger sets in burning and eating away at my sorry empty selfish soul… How did I get here… The cold is taking over and yet somehow it’s so comforting… So I’ll lay here in the dark my mind spinning itself into 10,000 tiny knots I can’t unscramble… Fucking get me out of this hell!!! Please I pray he will get so angry that he’ll just decide one day to finish me off with his bare hands… Kill my body like he’s killed my soul.. Please fucking kill me! Kill me now! My burdens will no longer be yours when I’m finally resting in […]
… Or, if you can’t afford the bus ticket to hell, just do it in your basement.
It’s so very simple. Fill the place with gas(but make sure it is sealed off from the outside if you choose this), or pour gasoline or any other highly imflamable substance all over. That’s how I plan on going down… Going down in fucking flames. The life of a damned soul I had, and the same death shall I have. I imagine everything so clearly… The flames surprisingly lighting as high as the ceiling when I drop the burning match on the floor… The extreme heat of the inferno […]
I know there’s nothing I can say to the image left inside you.. when brilliant light decides to shine through..the dark illuminates behind truth..
And you can leave it all behind you..settle for a life I lied to make myself to seem above cruel intentions for a failed youth..
And i can see it leaves a fever.. my faith will make me a believer.. burning every time I see her put her hands together just to pray for me..
There are many fears unspoken.. more than many bones unbroken.. try to close me when I’m open..but i shed a light to see..
But you won’t see me […]
“The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill himself doesn’t do so out of ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom it’s invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill himself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just […]
It’s after midnight and depression took over. I’m sitting in my room with some candles burning and doom metal playing in the background, writing this. I feel alone. Isolated. There is no one to talk to right now. It’s just me versus me. God, it is so tempting to die right now.
I keep thinking about cutting again. I haven’t done it in several years. But something should make me feel better. The surrogate relationship I’m trying to let happen only makes me feel worse. Fucking virgins. I got out of the cherry chasing game a long time ago. Why cant she see that I will destroy her? I never cut for the pain. I have a high pain tolerance so it doesn’t really hurt much. I just like watching the blood. Watching the life trickle out of me. Watching it course down my skin until it drips. Wishing I was selfish enough to let out all […]
I stoped 2 friends too not suicide…. But no 1 will help me…. Everything i do is wrong…. Everything I touch is wrong…..everything I choose is wrong….. God wont help….. Men that likes men will burn in hell so even if i commit this act i still will go to hell burning forever
oh well my friend will no y i did it
becuase of him ???? oh well hope your problems are fixed not like mine
-brian mejia r.
It’s human arrogance driven by ego to believe “human existence” is anything other than just another occurrence in a much larger spectrum. Consciousness is a slow burning curse. We claim to be a higher form of life because we possess cognitive thought, yet we have absolutely no idea why we are actually here. So we create countless forms of abstraction to both give ourselves a false sense of purpose and to serve as a distraction from the fact “we have NO idea why we are here” Personally I would much rather be driven solely by instinct than by this fractured reason.
i’m stuck between the floor and the ceiling in my room, surrounded by the ghosts of my past. some say mean things, some are crying and some don’t speak at all. but i can see them. one is standing by the door, blocking my way out. he never speaks. one is lying on the floor dead drunk. one is standing behind me. he split his head so he could whisper to both of my ears.
one is crying in the corner. one is screaming. one is sleeping. one is tearing up my paintings. one is burning up my poems.
none intend to stop.
i go to […]
It’s never-ending.
Don’t try and fucking tell me it’s just ‘a phase’, and please, PLEASE, just stop telling me it is going to be okay. I’m sick of your lies. I’m sick of you smiling when I’m covered in numbness. I’m sick of your ‘good morning’s and ‘good evening’s.
I hate you for not accepting me, as I try to do that myself. I hate you for being so naive and stupid. I hate you for believing I will be good again. Face it. Me, depression. It took over, can’t you see ma? can’t you see it’s not your son anymore? Can’t you see I’m someone else? […]
I’ve tried cutting burning head banging hair pulling bitting I even used to to try to stop breathing when I was younger , but this has got to be the most fulfillingly agonizing thing I’ve done to myself and I want to continue to do it. You guys should try it, I heard I can even get ulcers in my stomach lol.
Hello. I have just signed up here so first of all, a big hello to you all and thanx for reading this message. I have been contemplating ending all of this for a while as i just cant hack life anymore. I have been diagnozed with bi-polar disorder and left my wife last year in a mania phase. I recently tried to patch things up with her but am not sure if its gonna work or not and to be honest if it doesnt i dont know what i would do. I have a 6 year old son yet i believe he will be better […]
Sick of people telling me there will be monsters and deep dark caverns of doom if I kill myself. That’s a pile of horseshit. Not a single one of you know what happens after death and I don’t give a fuck for any opinions based on nothing but your own twisted imaginations. You think there is nothingness? Good for you. You might be in for a surprise.
Off anti-psychotics, I can see things clearly. Life is a never-ending circle of betrayal, shallow people, and morons complaining about ‘oh today I got a bad grade or he/she doesn’t like me.’ Get over yourself. There are people with […]
Hi there I am 19 years of age I have suffered from depression since I was younger then 10 but I always could turn to my dad always knew what to do but he died when I was 11 and I just went worse ever since I have tried to kill my self countless times and so has others I’m hated by everyone including my family I should of died I have over dosed at 13 ended up in hospital kidney trouble I have cut my self tried to slit my neck few months after got caught knife got taken I tried hanging myself some […]
I guess the days are painful. A type of pain that will never go away. There is nothing I can do about it. Nothing that anyone can do about it. The pain will never stop. I cry for help, but there is no point. The pain will never subside. The more I beg my mind for mercy, the more in punishes me. The mind is powerful, finding enjoyment and release in the most painful of things. The splitting and burning sensation of ones skin, the self inflicted pain creating such indescribable pleasure is frightening. The pain is good.
Music from the game Diablo, very “hellish” and creepy as it can get, I bet if there were music in the underworld it would sound like this.
Some thoughts:
I can see what you see not
vision milky then eyes rot
when you turn they will be gone
whispering their hidden song
then you see what cannot be
shadows move where light should be
out of darkness, out of mind
cast down into the halls of blind
and another:
So this is hell. I’d never have believed it.
You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers,
the fire and brimstone, the “burning marl.” Old wives’ tales!
There’s […]
I wish I could feel. To be alive.
To sense the wind, the breeze, the air.
A breath of fresh air, to finally be one with the cool of life.
To feel, even my own skin. My mind, without boundaries.
To simply be. To simply be…
I am not alive, the essence of life stripped from me.
Zen. To simply be. Please, the portal of air.
Zen. To simply be. The ultimate zenith.
Breathing between living and dying. Ultimate obstruction and suffering.
Time. Transmuted forever, the supreme giver of salvation.
But I cannot breathe. Please, help me.
The so-called Beggar. The feathers. The staff. And my white […]
Words mean nothing anymore
I guess I’m done with this war
realised there is no point anymore
Dear burning sensation in my heart
you fade with my emotions while we part
I just can’t save this
you caught me in this abyss
Drag me down dear agony
it’s what you do
burn me to the bone dear sorrow
where did you go, my new tomorrow
I see you death as you draw me near and haunt
my soul at night, the way you like to […]
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