Holes in the front, holes in the back
Pink holes, brown holes, and even black
Some holes are smelly, hidden benethe
Oher holes peck your cute little cheeks
intake, outtake, holes can do it all
Some holes feel good, and some are very small
We came from a hole, and will be buried in one too
In the grand scheme of things, holes are me and you.
Has anyone ever kept years worth of emotion bottled up to the point where you’re afraid to release it anymore? to the point that you feel every ounce of rage you can muster suddenly flare whenever the slightest thing irritates you?
This is my third post. It’s been a couple weeks since my last and I’ve gotten a bit better; my first two posts would’ve persuaded any psychiatrist I was ready and willing to commit suicide. I’ve gotten better. Things have started looking up a bit. But that pain still lingers. And with it, an anger I can’t even begin to describe. All my life I’ve […]
I need help. But my therapist stopped me and said if I continue to use the vocabulary I’m using to describe my feelings, she can consider it a legal “yes” to the “suicidal?” box, and I’d lose my security clearance and my career with my company goes with it. I should have known better; any suggestion of mental incapacity makes you a national security risk, so I can’t get any sort of professional or medical help. Not sure why I care so much; I feel like I’m on a freaking pirate ship here. Belligerent a-holes here don’t respect anything I tell them to do, specifically […]
I feel…. weird. Almost as if all feeling has been sucked away now. I fake my laughs. My tears just don’t come anymore. When I get hurt, I immediately want to hurt that person back. They put holes in my plan, so I’m going to make them crash and burn. I’m driven by what seems to be revenge, but on what? I can’t figure it out. I only see one way out. Not suicide. Not hurting myself. Trying to get revenge on everything that hurts me. I’ll hurt them back. Apex predators kill without remorse. Humans are Apex predators. I am an Apex predator. Cross […]
your entire life your told your crazy, while the ***** telling you that you are, is beating you to death in your own pool of blood,slamming your head into walls, floors,edges of bunkbed frames,doors,beating you in your privit parts, waiting untill your in the bathroom sitting on the toilet then she walks in and beats you there,tells you that you are nothing every single day of your life, meets guys off the internet, within two weeks, she moves in with them, and you find out , that they are child melesters, and your worker and your teachers that you tell every day dont ever do […]
I want love, but it’s impossible
A man like me, so irresponsible
A man like me is dead in places
Other men feel liberated
I can’t love, shot full of holes
Don’t feel nothing, I just feel cold
Don’t feel nothing, just old scars
Toughening up around my heart
But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won’t break me down
Won’t brick me up, won’t fence me in
I want a love, that don’t mean a thing
That’s the love I want, I want love
I want love on my own terms
After everything I’ve ever learned
Me, I carry too much baggage
Oh […]
it feels like i just cant grip on to life,i remember sitting there like it was just yesterday,sitting down rocking back and forth having my arms rapt tight around my stomic from such intence hunger pain, in a cold basement with concrete floor an unfinished ceiling were you could tie a rope around a pipe and the other end around your neck and hang yourself, like i tempted to at age 14,i had noone, they finally put a bed down there after 6 months of me sleeping either outside somewhere or inside on a filthy moldy couch that had holes in it and smelt like […]
White roses scatted over the frozen ground
Snow falling disguising the beauty
Silence in this small corner of the world
Peace at last
Laughing and racing through the purity
Anxious for the end
Reaching it she finally sees
And regrets immediately
There is no way to forget
Wishing to un-know
As the first flickers of pain
Burn her consciousness
Unable to stop moving
She sprints through this forest
Evergreen towers judge her from above
And the day slowly fades
Her ivory gown flaps dissonantly behind
Like the wings of a mangled sky-beast
Her breath comes rapidly
As the torment closes in
There is no way to escape
Wishing to un-know
so tired. My apartment has rats in the ceiling.
I had 2 weeks of peace as I’d moved into my new apartment. Before then, I was at my mothers for 2 month, at my dads friends house int he burbs for 1 month and a half and then ina shitty, insect fiiled apartment before that(for about 8 months).
Before that I had the dream apartment in the dream neighborhood but I had to move because I was paying too much rent. The cost of perfection was half my monthly pay. Since Jan 1 2011 I’ve been cold(uncomfortable), but like I said, I had two wonderful weeks […]
people people pls
hear my tears ive cried
Im 14 and living with my mom brother and dog
i have a scar on my arm im contemplatin to cut open again ive cut my wrist 3times took 8 advils and choked my self with a belt twice
life for me is hell im scared to die but im ready
i hope someone here  i dnt care how old what gender suicidal or not I NEED HELP
Someone hear my heart i cry in my sleep i lost my great grandmother been heartbroken three times twice  by the same guy i cry alot
smile less im so ugly im scared to look decent […]
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