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I am an artist

by Scarlett Dawn
written by Scarlett Dawn

I am an artist
Though I cannot paint
I cannot write a novel
I cannot act in a film

Yet I am an artist
My paintbrush is my razor
My story is told through my tears
My film is life and my smile is the main character

I am an artist
Whose painting is in cerise beads
Whose story is in each crystal stream
Whose persona hides a reality behind a perfected smile

I am an artist
An artist with a dark truth
A hidden story
And a made up happy ending

I am an artist
An artist that has ran out of space for […]

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by artyom
written by artyom

i am sorry for my English.

i have read some of the post and I can understand them.

I had a good life, good friends and family, I had before though about suicide but I always knew that I don’t  really going to do this. And I never understand why I have them.

I don’t want to die and  I don’t think anyone want but the pain is sometimes so strong, I have decided to do this because I am too weak and tired. I don’t going to write a suicide note to anyone this is not going to help them, they need to forget about me. So […]

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wanting to die

by yagharek
written by yagharek

BY ANNE SEXTON

Since you ask, most days I cannot remember.
I walk in my clothing, unmarked by that voyage.
Then the almost unnameable lust returns.

Even then I have nothing against life.
I know well the grass blades you mention,
the furniture you have placed under the sun.

But suicides have a special language.
Like carpenters they want to know which tools.
They never ask why build.

Twice I have so simply declared myself,
have possessed the enemy, eaten the enemy,
have taken on his craft, his magic.

In this way, heavy and thoughtful,
warmer than oil or water,
I have rested, drooling at the mouth-hole.

I did not think […]

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Ahh.

by tctc
written by tctc

Wouldn’t it be nice to know that there’s someone who loves you and you do the same too for the other? I guess life is only worth living if there’s someone loving you.

“Love is when someone is willing to die for you, willing to kill for you…”

But what do I know? What is love?

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im sorry

by emberdark
written by emberdark

It hurts I hurt others
I can not take it
My pills in hand
life has been wasted

im done

im ready

don’t stop me this time

Understand it will end like a drop of a dime

I know its selfish

I know it will hurt

But this body deserves it

For it holds little worth

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I Died A Little More Today

by bluefeathers
written by bluefeathers

It’s a strange feeling when you can actually feel your heart breaking.  It’s not the break-up kind of heart break.  It’s the certainty that I know I’m going to kill myself kind of heart break.  It’s the crying on the floor asking God “why?” kind of heart break.  It’s the understanding and knowledge that your life, your supposedly “purposeful” life is completely insignificant.  It’s the kind of heart break when you decided it’s over.  It’s the kind of hear break knowing that you are the equivalent of celebrity’s homeless, drugged up, beat up sister.   It’s certain that I’ll kill myself.  I’m tired of all […]

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Please forgive me, I’m in a mood…

by nozmoking
written by nozmoking

A guy died and went to Hell. After his “intake” was over, he was escorted down a long, hot corridor and lead into a huge cavern. What he saw astonished him – thousands of people standing waist deep in warm, steaming human waste. Many of them strangely were enjoying a cup of coffee or other refreshments.

“Is this it?” he questioned.

“Yep, this is it.” replied the escort. “Your place is over at the end of the third row.”

Wading through the muck after a brief stop at a Coke machine that didn’t require money he took his place, opened his soft drink and quipped to a woman […]

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What do you guys think?

by bornfordying123
written by bornfordying123

I believe life is essentially pointless.

I say this not necessarily because I feel our everyday experiences are void of meaning, but because we are going to inevitably forget all of our experiences, we will have no way of knowing we ever existed; in essence, nothing will have mattered.

It is to my understanding, that this this belief is what fundamentally causes me to be such a calm and reserved individual. Very seldomly does something really get to me, in the back of my mind, I know the clock is ticking to my death, I […]

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is superhero real exist ? are superheroes real exist ? is superpower or magic real exist ? (like in those cool movies, games, comics, novels, books, anime / manga, etc) ? fuck this boring reality / real world / real life !!

by niki
written by niki

is superhero real exist ?
are superheroes real exist ?
is superpower or magic real exist ? (like in those cool movies, games, comics, novels, books, anime / manga, etc) ?
you know, like in those ‘cool’ superhero movies : X-Men (X Men), Superman, Thor, Spiderman, Iron man, Captain America, or in those ‘cool’ fantasy / sci-fi (sci fi, science fiction) movies : Harry Potter, Narnia, Lord of the Rings, Avatar, TRON, or games like Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, etc etc ..

otherwise, fuck this boring reality / real world / real life !!

I hate reality, I hate life , I hate this very *LIMITED* & […]

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Anyone else committing suicide to be escape the world

by cookietherookie
written by cookietherookie

I’m afraid of life and all the terrible things that can happen to me. My two worst fears right now are (1)being raped and getting pregnant and (2)being paralyzed from the neck down. I don’t really get that much satisfaction from living anyway. I love the guarantee of peace that death brings. Honestly, i jaunt want to escape the world. I don’t see the point in going through the motions of life when I can just end my miserable existence as soon as possible.

I plan on ending my own life as soon as I get my hands on some sleeping pills and have the house […]

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I’m damaged goods

by heartshapedpapercuts
written by heartshapedpapercuts

It’s too late for me I’m already damaged goods.  I’m nothing but a concoction of regrets and despair.  My insides are full of darkness.  Wallowing in despair plotting my own demise smiling is my best disguise.  People keep telling me to “keep pushing it gets better” and when it doesn’t they say it again but they never really mean.  I ask them “what for?” and they tell me “because that’s just how life is.  Well I don’t enjoy “life” and I never really have.  Disappointment after disappointment embarrassing moments always feeling uncomfortable.  I guess thats just how it is when you’re a foster child, constantly […]

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Expiring

by mudturtle
written by mudturtle

For a long time I’ve known I would die by suicide. I know now that this time has come. I’ve come to the end of my mortal life and I can’t live any more. The only unknown in this equation is when. I’ve been hospitalised an average of four times a year for the last four years for mood symptoms and psychosis. This feeling of expiring has been building for a couple of years now and it’s grown to the point of no return. I’m not sure that I can come back from this feeling. This feeling of complete emptiness, blockage, doom, the end. The […]

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“No more…..”

by PeelASquid
written by PeelASquid

World doesn’t care,

About this life you bear.

Dead or alive,

It’s the evil who thrive.

No room for the good,

No room for the best.

No heart that beats,

Inside my chest.

All love gone,

All hope lost.

The game of life,

Too high of  a cost.

Time to pay dues,

My plan I will use.

Go out on the sea,

No more of me.

 

 

 

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village life ….

by heliumhood
written by heliumhood

Where once a bonfire  of life could be seen

Now  lies a black scorch on the village green

People they departed a few at a time

Even though I’d committed no crime

“There’s no smoke without fire” then  “I knew it weren’t true”

How their minds changed when the whole truth came through

That part of the village is still dead and black

And like the friends, it’ll never come back

 

 

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I feel that life is ultimately pointless.

by bornfordying123
written by bornfordying123

I really do, i feel humans invent these fake ‘gods’ to make us feel like there is some point to it all. Its like that line in that Dylan song ‘All along the watchtower’ : ‘some of us here feel that life is but a joke’ its like ever since i heard that line many years ago i feel it resonate with me.
Its like who cares ‘who’ you are, how much money you make, how much you impress other people at the end of our existence what does it all matter anyway. Who cares if you indulge in certain unhealthy activities, life is short just […]

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Self-medicating: Drugs, alcohol and sex — I’m all for it!

by Flintstone
written by Flintstone

So we suffer, some of us not so silently.

We self-medicate, I need a couple cocktails in the evening. I have a friend who likes “reefer” (it does nothing for me.)

We (you all out there) also use sex as a drug (some of you anyway) to lose yourself in for awhile. Sometimes 10 or 15 minutes, in my case an hour and a half… 🙂 but it helps for awhile anyway.  And the planning, arranging when to meet, where, etc. takes some time away from our collective misery.

Now I’m sure many if not most of you out there have heard the usual BS from your mental […]

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The Dead Walking

by apple21
written by apple21

Dana-Christine Umanetz
“…I felt sad, because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something that nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened.”

This is me I feel like this every day!

The last time I was on this site I was suffering with a sucidal mind and it’s come back. I just imagine the rafters and hanging off them. […]

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