i feel so empty and broken. i dont like seeing so many people so hurt. i try to help but i feel like im doing nothing. i just for once in my life want to be there for someone. im so alone no one trusts me pr accepts me.
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Some days, some days.
The spinning it feels the same.
Let gravity settle you where you lay.
Our minds can’t grasp all that empty space,
but our hearts still feel it when its there, just the same.
Some days, some days.
Just out of reach. Whats ahead has always been to far for me.
I’ve been here far to long but I’m not sure whats changed.
I still think that I should have more things to say.
Good bye, stay safe.
I need to leave. Emptiness has always been a theme for me.
My legs will bear what my heart can’t take,
but like the tides my […]
I feel so bad. I feel empty. I don’t know what the purpose for me living is. The only reason I haven’t killed myself yet is because my parents would be very sad if I died. But why should I just keep living because of them? After all, they’re part of the reason I want to kill myself. I just don’t know what to do.
Ugh. Where do I start? My life is a total cesspool (sorry if incorrect spelling) filled with empty promises, hopelessness, fear, regret, grief, and lies. Why do so many people hate me? What did I do? If the ignorant douchebags in my life don’t give a crap about me, well, they will when Im dead. If i could see the consequences of my death, i would love too. I would like to see how everybody reacts. They probably wouldn’t care. Everybody already only cares about themselves. I am scheduling a date to take myself out. Should I? Or should I forgive the god awful people […]
I’m running because I finally see the light at the end of the tunnel
But when I reach the end of the tunnel it’s just another puzzle.
And that’s when I understand there’s only one way to end this struggle.
And the pain and the sorrows I can no longer juggle.
And now my body’s empty and lifeless I can no longer move a muscle.
And a 6 foot hole for me they are digging with a shovel.
And people are wondering why me I always met life with a chuckle.
Will I miss some people in this life, yeah maybe a couple.
How the hell can I do this for another 30-40 years? Working job after job to support this joyless life. Once I outlive my usefulness at this office I’m at now, I’ll have to start the process all over again of finding full-time work. And then again once that job ends. And again and again and again until I drop dead. I’d rather drop dead now and save myself the trouble of spending all the good hours of the day pushing papers and moving boxes and photocopying and etc.
Been reading up on jumping and it’s becoming more appealing everyday. From what I’m reading, sounds like […]
Hey guys,
Honestly, i am not suicidal right now, but generally i feel empty.
I am 17 and there is very little good about my life right now.
Academically i have detoriated.
I have literally no friends, i like a girl, but she doesn’t like me.
Nothings going for me right now.
So ill be blunt,
DOES IT GET BETTER?
Do things become better. Does not getting into a good college mean the end of life?
I’ve been thinking lately about life, I have accepted that everyone dies and I shall too at one point. For me personally I have no reason to go on, I do not hate myself but I do know that I have no ultimate goal in life or any real ties to anyone that I feel are important to me enough to the point that I care how they would feel if I was to die. Basically I’m wondering if anyone could give me some advice as to how to find a purpose in life that could keep me going because right now I just feel […]
I just can’t stop crying. Every day I came from work, I would curl in my bed and cry. Feels like my mind is a garden overgrown with weeds and thorns. And the garden never had flowers in the first place, it has always been empty and abandoned. And these tears make the weeds and thorns grow stronger and thicker by the minute, one of these days, my soul is going to get pushed out and will leave my body to die and rot in the garden I can’t tend to.
I’d actually managed to forget what hollow meant, but hello– again– emptiness.
It’s not just that, of course; when it rains it pours.
Empty and useless and harmful.
Stupid and weak and obnoxious.
Yes, hi there–
Tired and wired and failing.
Well, it can’t all be smooth sailing I suppose–
Painful and wasteful and clumsy.
Willful and pitiful and stumbling.
Okay, sure, yes, but–
Just look how fast you’re crumbling.
Hey wait a minute, I’m–
Don’t you ever get tired of denying it? You’re wasting your time, just give in and start crying again.
But–
From your head to the tips of your toes, from your blood to your brain to your bones, you are empty.
No, no, […]
i finally got a new girlfriend after so long of being broken and alone, i moved away from my parents after being kicked out and abandoned, now i actually have a roof over my head, i’m applying for the army and looking for work, i’m started to talk to people again despite my server anxiety but still besides all of these things i still feel like i’m the same. the same as i use to be like i’m empty and still have nothing iv been trying to understand why i feel this way but i cant seem to come up with a reason as to […]
I’m such a fucking stupid pill-head alcoholic piece of trash. I wish I never would’ve touched the bottle or drugs when I was growing up, my mine has been warped and I just can’t stop drinking. I drink to numb myself and my feelings and thoughts. All I know is that when I’m going to kill myself I sure as fuck ain’t gonna be sober.
I feel empty. I’ve read 4 books in 2 days and now I’m just laying in bed staring at the ceiling. I don’t know what to do anymore.
I had no idea there were places were I could write about the possibility of killing my self.
I am just tired of life. I have struggled my entire life to try and find meaning and direction and a path for me to follow but I have never been successful.
I suppose I have done a few things, had a few jobs, bought a couple of houses, had a few relationships and so on, like most people, but I have felt empty pretty much my whole life.
I just don’t and cannot see the reason to be alive. I use the usual distractions that I guess most people […]
As the cup is turned upside down, the water remained inside. As its turned downside up, it gets emptied and then filled again.
To the hand who keeps turning the cup and to the hand who keeps filling it, to those who payed attention to the cup and to those who didn’t; the cup never had water, the cup was, however, never empty.
“I’ve grown used to the depression. I’ve grown used to the emptiness. “
I’m tired. I don’t even know who I am anymore. I don’t know who I want to be.
I’ve gotten used to the depression; the anxieties; the empty feeling; the voices. That’s how I ‘live’.
If I do make it out alive, how am I supposed to live? This is the only way I know how to ‘live’.
I am not afraid of death but afraid of life.
Two years ago I was almost strangled to death by my boyfriend. I have never been the same since that night. I hate myself I hate myself so much I just want to die and I hate looking at myself in the mirror. I’m not me
I’ve always felt like a failure. Never good enough. I feel so empty inside. My mother always saw me as weak and my father, well I don’t know. I always wanted to make my family proud. I was raised to do better than my parents, but I’m not enough, just a failure….i have 3 beautiful daughters and it hurts my heart that I am even considering taking my life….it’s selfish, they need me and I need them, but I am not enough. People have hurt me, abused me, and have broken me..there is nothing left. All I ever wanted was to be loved, but as […]
Feeling hella robotic/empty today. Switching on autopilot for the 8hrs. at work.
I thought I’d feel better when you get back.
When you were here I felt like I could do something right.
And when you left it just left me feeling empty
Now that you’re back, I thought I’d have a purpose again
Trying to help you, because I thought it would help me
Trying to figure out ways to make you happy
Of course it wouldn’t be easy.
Definitely one of the hardest things to do is get better
I thought I’d be able to help you get better, but
Even that I can’t do.
You’ll see what I want to be, when you get back […]