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Rabbit

Just a Bunny

by JustTooLate 12/21/2012

written by JustTooLate

You pull me out of your hat
Whenever your down
But when I need you
There’s only darkness around

Wish you’d wave the wand
Every now and then
Maybe just respond
Cuz I could use a friend

But you keep me cagedÂ in
Until you have a bad day
Then you cry to me again
“Everything will be okay”

That’s all you wanna hear right?
That yourÂ ”cuts” will heal over night
But they’re just scrapes alright
Cuz I ain’t even ate tonight

Cuz you won’t feed me
But I don’t need three
Meals a day, just to say
“Hey, I’m gonna cut the bone today”

And I’m not competing
But your […]

12/21/2012 4 comments

I promised I’d follow him into the dark… Rabbit Hole

by StuckInThisBody 11/20/2012

written by StuckInThisBody

for the first time in 18 months I saw the love of my life in action-via video. It was filmed just months before I met him. he was so happy, smiling and laughing. i recalled that smile, remembered that laugh. felt that feeling he gave me. we just lied in bed all day holding each other. but underneath we felt the same thing. we walked in on me once as I was vomiting up a large amount of pills. my liver will never be the same. I watched his eyes fade over the months as he sunk deeper into PF. I followed him down the […]

11/20/2012 1 comment

Sometimes.

by David 6/25/2012

written by David

Some days itâ€™s easy to hate the reality of your own existence. Some times itâ€™s simple to think there isnâ€™t a point to getting by and getting on with life. Some how itâ€™s simple to die on the inside.

Sometimes…but not always. Sometimes people bring you back from the brink- a girlfriend, a boyfriend, a best friend etc… Until they leave me also.

I used to think that it would take some kind of life altering event to cause someone to spiral down the rabbit hole of depression, that people were born happy or content and then weâ€™re twisted by the world around us.

The more I think […]

6/25/2012 1 comment

the Switch

by the Guardian 5/8/2012

written by the Guardian

Sometimes, when I answer you I ask a question of you;
If you really had a choice, how would you choose?
Or
If you had a magic wand to fix your life,
How would you wave it?
Or
If you had a switch, that you could throw, that would end your suffering without killing you, would you throw it?
Would you?

More important than discussing the possibility of such magics, is discussing your will to use them.

What good is a true solution if you won’t use it?

And is there such a switch?
Does such a choice exist?
Can you have such power over your own life?

Yes

5/8/2012 7 comments

i’m here because i don’t know where else to go

by avapidspace 5/2/2012

written by avapidspace

i don’t know where to start. i’m 22 and to keep it perfectly honest i’m a beautiful, intelligent, upper class, white female. nobody thinks i have any problems… and if i do, they’re miniscule. it’s a lie. i’m living a lie. every cry for help that i make isn’t taken seriously because people can’t seem to fathom that someone who is so blessed could be so absolutely and incessantly depressed. i have been through every anti-depressant/bipolar medication, talked to countless psychiatrists/therapists/psychologists for the last 7 years… you name it, i’ve probably done it in hopes of pulling myself out of this never-ending rabbit hole that […]

5/2/2012 6 comments

Run, rabbit Run

by iAmTheIntruder 3/22/2012

written by iAmTheIntruder

“Breathe, breathe in the air.

Don’t be afraid to care.

Leave,Â don’t leave me.

Look around, choose your own ground.

Long you’ll live and high you fly.

Smiles you’ll give and tearsÂ you’ll cry.

All you touch andÂ all you see,

Is all your lifeÂ will ever be?”

3/22/2012 8 comments

Go Ask Alice…

by Kuzgun 2/27/2012

written by Kuzgun

“Let love but gently touch the strings,
Â Â Â ‘Twill all be sweet again!”Â Â

“Kindness glides about my house.
Dame Kindness, she is so nice!
The blue and red jewels of her rings smoke
In the windows, the mirrors
Are filling with smiles.
What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit’s cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.
Sugar can cure everything, so Kindness says.
Sugar is a necessary fluid,

Its crystals a little poultice.

2/27/2012 2 comments