Sometimes I can’t stand to see my own reflection. I can’t seem to see that the person in the mirror is me. I try to not look but when I do I suddenly break down, the world crashes around me. I am unable to do what I normally would which is distance myself from everyone and fade away into my own place. It feels like everyone is screaming at […]
Crashes
Hello, my depressive friends. So i want to sharehere my thoughts and feelings. If i feel a sadness, (last times i most felt that.) me like a more peopld listen sad music. And one of these song with beatiful metaphors and brutal melody – Suffokate – Distant Words. I hear that in my lost 2012 summer…era of my fears and tears.. so by the theme. If you understand my mind read the lyrics..i have many ttoubles, and i didnt see the true escape. If you want, i will tell you my horrors. Thanks
Loss on these city streets distant faces distant memories
A city built upon […]
the Queer
Sitting in school, watching. She is so perfect, as if you have finally seen someone you can really relate to. Trying to imagine getting up the courage to walk over and talk to her. Trying to find the guts to ask her out, the dance maybe….
And then it all crashes down.
Your brief fantasy of ever having a “normal” love life.
Sure, you crush on her from afar, but you are a girl too.
And that means being different, a freak, a sinner, a loner.
No matter where you go, your gayness will follow you, keeping you separate from everyone else. You feel […]
Im sitting in my apartment listening to the verve and thinking about how lucky i am. I swear i dont im gona stop smiling for a week.
Im happier than usual because i met someone amazing. She is so perfect its crazy. I seriously never thought i would ever meet anyone i could like every again. But this girl has been relentless, i met her in the library and she has been coming up and talking to me for a few weeks now, i have been politely brushing off her advances until now. Last Saturday i was sick of making excuses, i just said look i […]
My body crashes like a broken wave. I thought the cutting and thoughts if dying were over. They fased away slowly. Then rose like the sun breakin the morning air. Someone needs to help me,be there for me, see my pain. They need to see it before it’s to late. Before I’m lying in a wooden casket six feet underground. Before I pull the trigger. Before I tie the knot around my neck. Before it’s to late to care.