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Breaking Point

by retrospectivesuicidalepiphany 5/14/2016

written by retrospectivesuicidalepiphany

Alone in my room. Seclusion of my mind. Distortion of my life.

Emptiness surrounding me. Darkness shrinking proximity. Sanity is slowly progressing towards the farthest realms away from me. Out of my grip.

The sun is warm. The moon is pale. Rain is moving in.
Another form of discontented absolution. I pray to never feel the warmth of the sun and its lies. I pray to never understand the darkness and the truth it’s proving.

I’m straddled on a chair. The rope is synced to a sturdy place. The rope around my neck shows comfort and truth. Soon I will join the ranks of fallen.

5/14/2016 1 comment

Build up and explode

by Drowning 3/31/2016

written by Drowning

you know when you already know that your life is going to end prematurely not sure when but you know deep down it will happen sooner or later because life isn’t for you and you have no plans for life either and your drifting though each day and it’s getting harder and harder to bare and you sit there thinking why didn’t my first attempts work and since then your trying to find a more successful method but it’s hard to choose which way you would like to go out hoping u find the courage to go though with it

when I was a teen I […]

3/31/2016 8 comments

Still alive

by Drowning 3/21/2016

written by Drowning

so last night thought iv had enough of this shitty life so I swallowed a bunch of pills layed down hopening for a nice send off but

guess what woke up in the hospital pale looking like shit then get home to find out the medic took the rest of the pills so I some how need to get more then and try a different method

3/21/2016 30 comments

Pale Shelter

by Hampshire_Girl 3/13/2016

written by Hampshire_Girl

How can I be sure?
When your intrusion is my illusion
How can I be sure?
When all the time you changed my mind
I asked for more an more
How can I be sure?

How can I be sure?
For all you say you keep me waiting
How can I be sure?
When all you do is see me through
I asked for more and more
How can I be sure?

I’ve been here before
There is no why, no need to try
I thought you had it all
I’m calling you….calling you
I ask for more and more
How can I be sure?

You don’t give […]

3/13/2016 4 comments

The worst thing about suicide

by NiDDA 1/17/2016

written by NiDDA

Do you know what’s the worst thing about suicide?

It isn’t making the decision.

It isn’t buying the things you need.

It isn’t writing those letters to your loved ones.

It isn’t booking the hotel room, so your loves ones doesn’t find your body making it worse.

It’s not even the preparation: putting everything on the table, so you have everything in one place and you just need to sit down and start. Oh no.

The worst thing is when you plan everything, you do everything and 36 hours later you f_cking wake up looking like shit, pale, and you have to go home and pretend like nothing happened.

It’s not the […]

1/17/2016 7 comments

This is what depression does to yourself

by nicole123 11/22/2015

written by nicole123

if you saw my last picture and you see this you will notice a huge difference . This is what depression will do. I don’t do my hair anymore or take care of my self . Because I honestly just don’t have the energy. I’m not even the quite bit happy in this. That is a fake smile . You might not be able to see my skin and how drained it looks . The circles under my eyes .

When my friend showed me this I was really […]

11/22/2015 12 comments

Tomorrow Here We Come #4

by Take a Deep Breath 11/18/2015

written by Take a Deep Breath

She gently tightens her scarf around her neck before she steps out of her toasty car. Her depression has been crushing her, crushing everything she is passionate about. Locking her car door behind her, she quickly walks across the street with her eyes pointed towards the sidewalk. She’s almost there; her long, pale fingers grasp the brass doorknob as she opens the door into another world.
Books. Everywhere with their pale pages, they invite her to delve into a world other than the one she lives in. The ink and paper smells comfort her as she begins the search for her […]

11/18/2015 39 comments

From the bottom of my heart, I see a man I wanna be but couldn’t be.

by Rotted_Flesh 11/8/2015

written by Rotted_Flesh

You want me to be the best that I could be
When you never showed me the very best that you could be.
From the bottom of my heart,
I see a man I wanna be but couldn’t be.
You are nothing like me.

I know you’re watching me watch you fail.
I can see the look in your eyes, you’re getting pale.
Please lose your blues or know that I don’t give a fuck, I could live without you.
Please lose your blues.

Time and time again I wanted to tell you I love you,
I forgive you, but I can’t hold you.
Oh god what […]

11/8/2015 2 comments

following my momma

by ForgottenKelsey 9/8/2015

written by ForgottenKelsey

So I stumbled across this site on one of my darkened days. I haven’t slept, ate, or drank anything in two days. My world came crashing down the day I found my mother outside dead from a shot gun to the chest. At first I was in shock, never saw that coming in a million years. my momma was the type of person who loved life, cherished every moment of it. but just like that, she decided she couldn’t take the pain away. she left me, alone, in this world with nothing and no one. I cant bare this pain that I’ve been going through, […]

9/8/2015 12 comments

Light

by Sammi6xoxo 3/24/2015

written by Sammi6xoxo

Take My Hand

Whispers exchanged under cover of the night
Lovers bathed in pale moonlight
His hands on her hips
A kiss on his lips
There isn’t a moment that he’d dare to miss

Close the space between them
Suck the air from their lungs
Let the passion begin
Burning hotter than the sun
There isn’t another that she’d dare to love
She can only hope that she is enough

Could she possibly satiate such an appetite?
When She sees the lust burning in […]

3/24/2015 15 comments

i hurt myself today, to see if i still feel

by cathy arsis 3/18/2015

written by cathy arsis

i focus on the pain, the only thing that’s real

it’s been 5 years since i last marred my pale skin,

gave it some bloody color

i sat there and cried

only knowing one thing for sure,

knowing i dont wanna know.

i sat there and smoked through 2 marlboro black 100s

pressed against me

flesh bubbly like a teenager high off their first crush

and when the light on the tip of my smoke started to dim, almost going out,

i’d take it away, take a hard pull, breath in the horror deep and slow

and then push it back against me,

harder than before.

i think i might be ready to go now

3/18/2015 5 comments

And I Heard, As It Were, the Noise of Thunder

by Matt 3/11/2015

written by Matt

One of the four beasts saying, Come and See.

and i saw.

Am I the Devil? No, of course not. How self-righteous. How presumptuous. A devil would relish in what I feel. Would strive to increase the agony inside of him. Then he’d share that agony.

I feel like if I keep going I’m going to start sharing.

Not like I haven’t thought about it before.

Maybe that’s what I have to do. Become less of a man. More of a monster.

History remembers monsters.

No one remembers a coward.

and i saw, and behold… a pale horse… and his name that sat on him…

Death.

3/11/2015 3 comments

Hate.

by CandyCoatedCyanide 1/8/2015

written by CandyCoatedCyanide

Hate is what we possess there is no other way scapegoats got us no where captured as the lies within us we’re trapped nothing in between us go on, come closer follow my soft spoken voice, I dare you I can almost hear you breathing in silence your heart beats touched by the cruel chill of your presence I’m burning, fading into dust of ashes blowing in the wind you’ve ripped me apart covered with pale white shrouds being deprived of your absence has ordered my withdraw I am no longer searching left alone lifeless goodbye my love, I hate you.

1/8/2015 0 comment

what’s wrong with me?

by dolliexbabes 8/26/2014

written by dolliexbabes

there’s a feeling I get every time a friend asks me to hang out. I often get short of breath my my heat races. I get hot and my head starts to pound. but why?
why is it that even though I want to hang out, I always find my self making excuses.
is it because I’m afraid they will ask me why in wearing a long sleeve shirt in 100 degree weather?
is it because they will comment about my pale face a bags under my eyes?

I don’t know what’s wrong with me..

8/26/2014 4 comments

To be, or not to be…

by Flintstone 8/14/2014

written by Flintstone

The immortal bard really nailed it down here. You can cut and paste snippets of the soliloquy and answer almost every interrogatory on this website.

…that is the question—
Whether ’tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?

To die, to sleep—
No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
That Flesh is heir to?

‘Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; Aye, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep […]

8/14/2014 3 comments

strengt subsided pain took over

by awkward2680 8/6/2014

written by awkward2680

Two month going strong. To months I had enough strengt in me that i could actually feel, but it was slowly deteriorating with every little thing that happened it took a little bit of stength away till i finally hit my breaking point. The point where all the pain caused me to go numb. I needed to feel something. Love wasnt gonna happen happiness was a long way away sadness has been around to much and decided to go on vacation. Even my good friend fear wasn’t around. My best bet was pain. As i sit in a room only dimly lit only by the […]

8/6/2014 0 comment

Bastard

by tauruswrangler 7/21/2014

written by tauruswrangler

What do you really care for me bastard? You spend your whole lunch hour speaking to your ex. I bet you never called her an ugly slut bastard. I bet you didn’t come home and belittle her bastard. What am I to you bastard? A means to live and eat until your compensation comes through bastard? Did you ever flick ciggerettes at her bastard? Did you ever pour beer on her head bastard? I’ll show you and your ex bastard! I can’t legally get you to leave the house bastard but once you open that bedroom door this afternoon and find my pale body hanging […]

7/21/2014 2 comments

Journal Entry #2

by marine105 7/1/2014

written by marine105

I used to have such a passion for life. It breaks my heart every time I realize the extent and speed in which it’s dwindling away. What a waste. Agony grips my form when my thoughts turn to the past and I see what I once was.

All I want to do is go back, because I don’t believe in my future and I don’t believe in myself.

I like this song, listen away.

7/1/2014 1 comment

Lost At Sea

by marine105 6/23/2014

written by marine105

There is no order to most of my life.

Just as there won’t be much order to this post; my mind yields only things of its own nature and characteristics.

My poor mind, relatively young yet feeling so old. Worn down, like a war ship incessantly buffeted and berated by the interminable winds howling across the vast expanse of sea and darkness; never letting up, allowing no time for reprieve.

The wood creaks, the boards swell with moisture, and the sails test the very limits of the ropes that hold them, seeming as though they might snap at any moment.

But there is no ship. You know this, as you […]

6/23/2014 3 comments