I’m not going to text you first. It’s your turn to put in the effort. You say you love me but what does that actually mean to you. I don’t want to be hurt so for now I’m holding you at arms length, of for protection. If you really do love me as you say you will make it know. And it’s not as simple as saying I’m pretty or that I’m amazing, you really need to show me, you need to prove that your not like everyone else, you need to prove that if I do let you in you won’t do damage. I […]
When just five years ago I couldn’t even talk and I was in hospitals and here I am like a normal person
having tons of friends on facebook(although I may not talk to them all) im still out there.
I drive a nice car, Thanks to my dad cosigning, I go to school now
even though im super nervous and yea I still go to malls even though its early in the morning when its first open
to avoid people(I used to love the mall) I find what works for me and im okay with that,Im sometimes just happy
to be out there in the […]
i am quiet, this is no new thing but when i am quiet, i think of hurtful things.
mother says she loves me but how should i know it be true? father claims it too but i don’t know how to believe it’s all true.
i am forever alone in this dark head of mine, left to rot and watch this decaying world as everyone pretends it’s all ok.
i hurt myself to protect all of whom i love, if i did not i would hurt them, feel their bones break under foot, watch blood drip from their finger tips and spill onto me, with the glorious shades […]
I never really had a real passion… the little things here they’re like writing song lyrics the stuff like that running around outside with kids and doing things like that but ive never had a real passion until one day when I picked up the pencil and faded into my feelings and all of a sudden I just started to to write and i rhymed and it all came together so decently…. every since that day ive fallen in love with poetryes I love to write it I love to read it is just a beautiful thing to know that you can poor all your […]
To anyone, and everyone, who doesn’t know me I am no one special. Â I have suffered little external abuse, but I have damaged myself extensively. Â I feel awful for having put my friends and family through so much to leave them with so little. Â I survived, yet my letters did not. Â Am i wasting oxygen? Â I believe all human beings are capable of greatness ad that all human beings can create miracles. Â The only wall that stop us are the ones we built. Â All persons are capable of changing the world and all persons are deserving of love. Â You are important; you are incredible; you […]
I don’t want to die cause a guy broke my heart. I want to die cause Love is always to hard on me. I fall too hard and too easily. I get harrassed and no one will help me. I have loved but it was fake. Love isn’t real. Even if it was it would be fake. I don’t want to die cause I’m single i want to die cause I’m unwanted.
So sorry Syria,
It’s your turn now to suffer the relentless war machine we have created. This was never the “dream” of the people, but some one pressed the bottom and now the machine is unstoppable.
Our collective hands are in the air and our perspective noses are back to the floor, our febel eyes rolled back with our stubborn feet kicking pebbles in our absence of helpful words for reasoning.
“I guess..I guess..well idk!”
If we had control over ourselves..idk!
If we really believed in a better world for…idk!
And if we could change things for tomorrow […]
It’s taken me my whole life to realise that have never been “happy.” I was never happy as a child, tween, and now into my teenage years, my sad feelings have developed into anxiety, anorexia, self harm, and suicidal thoughts. I turned to drug use and alcohol. I still smoke and drink a lot. I have these sleeping pills and sometimes I just hold them and think about how easy it would be to just go. I am disgusted by my body and spirit. I think sometimes, it’s not worth living if I can’t even love myself. I have been trying to like […]
i have always been depressed, always have had more bad days than good. for a long time i though if i could change something, just get away. things would be better elsewhere. ive now been to 9 states and 5 countries and can never escape the sadness. the only thing stopping me from ending it now is the love of friends and family. now i feel i must run away, not to feel better but to  get far enough away where i can be free enough to do what i need to be truly happy. to die
I’m sitting here at 4 in the morning because I’m in too much emotional pain to sleep. I can’t stand being myself. I care too much for my best friend. I don’t understand it. I think I love her as more than a friend, even though we are the same gender. I have to force myself to support her when she tells me that she wants to be with a guy. I have to sit and pretend she isn’t sleeping with someone else. I have to pretend I don’t love her because it would ruin our friendship. But I love this person so much. I care […]
all of my “friends†couldn’t care about me and recently i’m realizing that. i lost one of my “closest†friends last thursday because he called me a self-centered b**** and claimed he’d been there for me through everything and i hadn’t given a f*** about him once and never did for anybody. for once, i actually stood up for myself and told him that he was wrong and that sparked things. now we’re not talking.
i miss days from school a lot too and not once has anyone asked in the past few months where i’d been or if i was alright. they don’t even care. […]
I was born into this world because they wanted me.
They dont need me anymore.
I just need somewhere to write this letter where I doubt anyone I know would find it…
Dear Guitar Player,
I know we barely talk, and the first day or two of us talking was flirting and sexual content, but I have a crush on you and want to get to know you better. We’re both aware I have a boyfriend, and I don’t plan on leaving him for you, don’t worry. I know you wouldn’t date me, I’m seventeen and you’re twenty-one I think… but I’d like to get to know you more than just some hot guy that plays in a metal band.
School […]
I decided a while back to devote my entire life to my soulmate, my master, my love..
But now he doesn’t want me anymore.
Since the day he left me I’ve tried to be happier.. I have a girlfriend that I think I love very much now and yet I still feel as if I’ve no purpose.
I’m not sure how I’m expected to keep on living when I cannot even serve my love..
Where do I start off I have a really low self-esteem, when someone calls me ugly I smile and I try to let it go.but I tell everybody I can that their beautiful cause i don’t want them to know how it feels this way i constantly think of suicide i cut and when i do it i don’t do it very deep just enough to feel the pain i cry myself to sleep and i ask god the same question over and over why am i still here? I go to high school and when i see the pretty girls i collapse i try […]
My home life really isn’t as bad as some here. But, I’m not going to say it is spactacular, because I would not be telling the truth.
But at home, there is always conflicts. People are always unhappy. And if I want to talk to anyone in my family about my feelings of depression or emptiness or loneliness, they get shoved asside. When I went to the mental home last year and my parents found I was suicidal, it was more like, you’re turning your back on god, or, how could you be so selfish?
I never want to be a greedy person or selfish, […]
It took all i had to make this. I couldn’t be any more proud. Days are still hard but I’m happy I reached this point.
When I see you smile,
And hold your hand
I feel blesses, so full of soul.But inside my chestI’m bleeding,
From a cavernous, heart-shaped hole.
When you hold me tight it feels like flying,
When you kiss me softly I feel like crying.
I seem okay, but inside I’m dying.
For you have my soul, my dying breath.
Whilst cling to only memories left.
from when it hurt us both to part,
From when you held me in your heart.
On the surface all I have is passion.
But beneath the mask is pain.
And every time I fell renewed,
I’m plunged into sorrow again.
Each day is painful to live.
And I have nothing left to give.
The blue skies darken […]
Pain, without love
Pain, I can’t get enough
Pain, I like it rough
‘Cause I’d rather feel pain than nothing at all
You’re sick of feeling numb
You’re not the only one
I’ll take you by the hand
And I’ll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn’t work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can’t get enough
Pain, I like it rough
‘Cause I’d rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can’t get enough
Pain, I like it rough
My grama thinks that I dont aprisieat what my dad gives me but thats a l I do aprisieat but she keep saying Im not. My mother things Im stupid that I do everything wrong that Im lazy but is noI dont help a lot because everytime I do my mom fighs that I do it wrong. My dad was always there for me but my grama always say that i brain wash my dad so I dont talk that much with him anymore. I only had a special person in my life my best friend and started to be my love yes it was […]