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Euphoria

Lines and veins

by medownyou 8/6/2013

written by medownyou

Down in lines across the veins
ItÂ runs, drips and drains

Singing songs of total despair
the feeling one cannot compare

Euphoria down deep to the bone
drops drying in a new tone

Writing words at time with fright
a crimson flow my greatest delight

Letting out my fears
this has gone on without tears

Often scars happen at night
in day realize i’m not alright

Initiating relief slowly getting harder
life alone worse than a martyr

Pools of water stained withÂ red
i’m alive, i never wanted to do what i did

I may be because i’ve already died
or it might be i’mÂ Broken Inside

8/6/2013 2 comments

To be, or not to be? That’s a fine, fine question.

by AndInTheEnd 8/5/2013

written by AndInTheEnd

Everywhere I go, every place I look, I see people. I see love; I see happiness. I see what could be best described as a form of ignorant euphoria. Guys strut through the malls with their girlfriends, people just sort of hang out around places. Fuck. I don’t know. I don’t think I’ll ever know. What I do know is that I am feeling a sort of pain that cannot be rectified, minimised, or mitigated, due to its constant presence.

I will never experience love beyond that of my few friends, or that of my parents.

To be perfectly honest, I’m tired of my parents, particularly my […]

8/5/2013 11 comments

Lock . . .

by me-inside 3/12/2013

written by me-inside

Lock the key to my heart. Never again will I let my pain start. Its now just healing, no sorrow to show, that love can hurt. But I will grow into the women that I know. Sometimes love will let you go…Hold your breath, forget,forgive. And it will show he’ll miss you dearly when you go. Be the person your happy to be. Until death takes part, when you’ll be let free. Freedom does last, it does show. Everyone has their opinions, so just let it go. Tomorrow is another chance to show to just have fun being me, until ill let go. Sometimes I […]

3/12/2013 0 comment

Thank You For Thus Far

by shtbnhk 10/7/2012

written by shtbnhk

I haven’t been an avid writer on this cite, I haven’t been able to make any relationships with any of you, and I know this cite is to relieve oneself from the frustration of that constant feeling of undying depression, but I just wanted you all to know how thankful I am for all the help you have given me. Because even though you don’t know me, talked to me or even commented on anything I’ve posted, I have read your stories and I don’t feel alone. It’s been 7 months of suicide-free euphoria! Nothing has changed in my life, and if anything going through […]

10/7/2012 2 comments

Longing to die.

by ImmortalMe 8/24/2012

written by ImmortalMe

I live in a world that is not real. I feel like I don’t belong in this world. I was forced to pursue a career that I wasn’t interested in. I talk five sentences with my parents on a maximum. Â They have never once asked me how my day went. I never tell them. I don’t tell them about all the nights I sit alone and cry my eyes out into the pillow. I don’t tell them about the bad days I have, or the good ones either. My joys and my sorrows are entirely my own. I love learning about the Universe, but the […]

8/24/2012 4 comments

cutters: people they’ll never understand.

by ktuck 6/14/2012

written by ktuck

Nobody understands why cutting is an addiction. Nobody understands why when I’m angry or sad, my first thought it to bleed, my next is to feed my drug addiction.Â Nobody understands that I’d be able to quit drugs easier than I would be able to quit cutting. I wrote this last night in hopes of trying to eliminate the confusion. I hope this poem is acknowledged.

Have you ever been hurt?
But I donâ€™t mean for real.
I mean the kind that canâ€™t be seen,
the kind only you can feel.
You keep it to yourself
the feelings youâ€™ve come to accept.
But still, every time […]

6/14/2012 10 comments

back again, don’t know why

by tphg 3/26/2012

written by tphg

well, it’s cause I have nowhere else to go; nothing else I want to do besides wallow in misery.

Or misanthropy. Misanthropy in me is more real than I ever thought. I could have sworn that I started having delusions and psychological disorders of my own accord, because I was bored and needed something to think about. I really do dislike people though. Not because I think they’re evil or destroying the world or anything, they’re just not my cup of tea.

People live through their mouths, always talking, always consuming; don’t they get tired? I’ve been tired going on 4 years now.

Or 3 years. […]

3/26/2012 2 comments

Relapse

by lostchild445 3/5/2012

written by lostchild445

i was doing good. I had gone a week without a single relapse. But then, like something wanted me to do it, I found my razor on the floor, just sitting there. It wasnt there before. But there it was. All the pain and suffering I feel, all the hate and frustration I have, it all hit me at once. And there was my ticket to euphoria… Relapse number four since I left the mental hospital… Proof that I’m too far gone to save anymore.

3/5/2012 6 comments

Birthday without a cake

by blind.cinderella 2/26/2012

written by blind.cinderella

I am a little bit ashamed i am here now. I am not thinking about suicide again, at least not so often. I just have this constant feeling of being down.

I am sometimes thinking i am not capable of feeling good or enjoying life. I have those episodes of euphoria when something incredible happens and when life surprises me spontaneously. But i feel they are terribly rare. I know i have no reason to be unhappy because i have so many things and new people around me and i even learned to be happy because of others. I also tried to talk about my problems […]

2/26/2012 6 comments