One day, I realized he might not exist. My soulmate, I mean.
I realized there might not be someone walking around this earth just waiting to meet me. Someone with a private world just as intricate as mine that, one day, I would get to share and be a part of and know.
And I realized I was keeping a vacant spot in my heart for this person who might not exist. That I wasn’t allowing myself to be whole because how could I be whole with my other half missing?
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I’m the beast of hell
I can’t wait until I’m reborn
Just so that I can die
Walk of life, spirit of death
Let me be reborn, the world already
Dead
Alpha Sebastian, you do not exist
What next.
I think that all humans are essentially ‘evil’, and by that, I mean selfish, among other commonly presumed negative things. Generally, I also believe that people are submissive and ignorant. I don’t think I’m really that different, but I’m aware of my own shortcomings. Why keep living when humans don’t care for one another, and when love is just a temporary high? I know my purpose in life is to work for people and receive happiness from making money, and live a life that I had no choice to experience, nor can I live a life I want, for I want nothing. I don’t even […]
I’m dead in spirit, but still exist as a physical body. My physical abilities are suffering as my spirit has deteriorated.
– in beautiful sutra –
I am the dying flower
My binary, a baby-child that became
Your cosmic, Gaia sings to me as a ghost
In the melody; I wish I was alive, it says
But I know, such fate does not exist in my path
I am for eternal, I have fallen and failed
I am a ghost, I no longer exist as you do
An echo of an abyss, my forsaken shell
In nature, take me to my burial
Through spike-chains of heaven and hell
My thrust is of another space, too ethereal
To the death, golden sands, let me burn as the sun
Maximized Iron-Age course in my […]
Cant take this anymore.
Im no longer alive, i simpley exist
Cant remember the last time i saw sense in something
Everything just seems like its not worth it
Dont know why i still bother
I simpley just lost my power to feel anything
Im trapped in this hell where everything just seems pointless.
(forgive any gramatical eror. Inglsh is not my first language)
Tonight was the second time in less then a week that I’ve been told depression doesn’t exist and that we all have control of our minds and chose how we want to be… Were just soaking ourselves in tears and sadness because were too “lazy” to get out and try to be happy…………
I’m beginning to think that sleep doesn’t exist… I don’t even know what it is anymore :\ someone…anyone…? Please just turn my mind off for me…..sighhhhh
I really should have died then, Tsukuru often told himself. Then this world, the one in the here and now, wouldn’t exist. It was a captivating, bewitching thought. The present world wouldn’t exist, and reality would no longer be real. As far as this world was concerned, he would simply no longer exist—just as this world would no longer exist for him.
Hi, I’ve just found this site and – due to being bipolar, having Asperger’s syndrome and having physical health problems – since I feel suicidal 99% of the time thought I would join.
Mea culpa; I didn’t read every post – most from 2011 only – but it struck me how intelligent everybody sounds. I really do believe “ignorance is bliss” and unintelligent people can live in a healthy bubble unlike more intelligent ones who just exist.
When I was about 12 – 13 years old (I’m now 24) thought I was gay. I started going on a forum where I met a girl called Serena. I spoke to her every single day, eventually we decided to be girlfriends. Being that age I really felt like I was in love, I loved speaking to her over the net and by text. She’d get me to leave voicemails too, I’d do anything for her. It was so nice finally having someone to talk to, I didn’t have any friends and was always bullied… She made everything so much better.
This carried on for months, […]
When can I leave? I want so badly to go now to just fade away. But I can’t. I promised myself I would wait till my parents were gone. So here I am waiting, forever waiting till the time when I can cease to exist. There is nothing for me here and there never can be. I only destroy everything and create pain for those around me. Around people but never part of anything, no connection. Alone. And hurting.
Hyper beam, inspiration
The dying hell of Leech
Calypso
Are you the dead queen
Does this, have an end
The words
The lyrics
I don’t even exist
I see a wild Ratatat, smiles
I just want to breathe and be strong, Calypso
My … reality
Robin Williams, angel man
Would of saved me a million times
How I exist, nobody knows
I’m just Leech.
I’ve had a few good days. Better than before. The thoughts are still there. Who knows. I’ll just keep going for now. It’s strange to pretend this side doesn’t exist. Maybe this will go away eventually. I don’t want to think about it any more… Just feel better. Circumstances are changing…. For better or worse, we will see.
There once was a humanity that came to be by nature.
The ape to caveman, man. Does the “Squatch-man,” exist.
Can you breathe in into my soul, but I have none.
The gorilla, the vast body factor.
Nature genocide, but we still have big muscle.
Our history is a beautiful, obliterated and burnt story.
The scrolls of time, erased.
The monster persist, in all-ultimate. (Devoured).
The child. The jewel.
The kingdom of Buddha.
The animals.
Babylon, welcome.
Welcome to the project.
You’re either in, or you’re out.
I need to run back, to the native land.
We will sing. We will chant.
The drum to the gold empire.
The “Arc,” was a tremble.
“Hoo – Yah!”
Hypno, never comes back.
Sometimes I wonder
Is there really a future for me
I look back on all my history
and decide its not to be
Years of pain and struggle and strife
Multiple attempts to end my life
Failure upon failure and disappointment too
Not to mention the drugs and alcohol to boot
But people still say
Every dog has his day
Yet somehow its hard to wait for what may be
When will this day come?
It’s been plenty of moons
since the times I could stay home and watch cartoons
and be content
So much has changed yet so much has not
I feel like I went full circle, […]
I honestly wish I could be one of those pretty girls who everyone adores and compliments all the time.
I wish I didn’t get criticised by my own family every single day to the point where I wish I didn’t exist.
I wish I was the perfect person you’d see on the street who loved her life
I just wish I didn’t have to do so many things to get people in my own family to smile or laugh or even try to make them like me.
I wish people liked me for me.
Become strong, I would of. You can.
You will go, grow. Where are you, Scully.
I can’t trust anyone, but you. Don’t leave me this way.
Fox and Dana. The chevaliers to pierce the veil.
I remember now; 1999, the “X-Files” series abruptly became terminated.
The truth didn’t want to be outreached.
The “Illuminati,” the “Secret-Skull.”
The ‘Reptilian’, your worst nightmare.
The monopoly. The elite-narcissist-supremacist.
The most fucked-up; me, you, it. Resuscitate from the grave.
A scratching dragon wishing to fall down beautiful to it’s death.
The truth is too pierced. Kill me today.
Obstruction. The power of “Trinity,” for me, in order to exist.
Or […]
I often find it humorous how people say that suicide is permanent solution to “temporary problem” when life itself is merely temporary. Everything you do, every objective you attempt to accomplish, absolutely everything you do in life will mean nothing when you die. This is the joke of life. You spend your entire life setting all of these arbitrary goals and objectives to achieve, and yet it means nothing. Most humans simply survive to survive, which is meaningless in itself. Why do you survive to survive? What is the point of simply continuing to exist for the sake of the continuation of existence when you […]
Im feeling good.
Even though there’s a downpour outside,
My mind seems to find a happy place.
A space that doesnt exist on this plane
but which I create and can change
according to my will
in accordance to the pills that I ingested
in mass quantities
Yes it bothers that im living in another persons body as my soul continues rotting My own mind continues plotting
Against me
When I resist me
Multiple personalities
Collide inside me
Im dying
Im dead
I dread the days, curse the night, wish my life would end.
I guess its more of a rap than a poem