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Screams

What’s torturing us?

by rach 9/29/2013

written by rach

What or who do you think is torturing us?Â And why?Â Is it a god that’s torturing us for some reason?Â Is it some evil powers like demons?Â Or is it justÂ “nature”?

I see a picture of horses grazing in a field and, my god, it’s so beautiful, it’s so peaceful, none of them are bleeding, or in any pain, all of them are beautiful happy and content.Â That’s how life should be.

Instead we have chaos everywhere police syrens, blood, screams, filth, crying, humiliation,Â emptiness, suicide, hopeless, traumatized….

Everything is wrong.Â I want to know why.

9/29/2013 10 comments

The Color of Your Eyes

by RealTalk30 8/21/2013

written by RealTalk30

Knowing how you paint your eyes..
Many colors in disguise.
You may blink once or twice..
But you’ve grown up way too fast..
And in a blink of an eye you’ve died.

Maybe enough of us get set up to hold a color in your eyes.

To late to live a simple life..
You get what you get..
And still can’t lift the blinds.
You can push me out on a limb..
But who will catch me..
If I can’t see to climb.
Like you..
If I’m blind like you..
Seeing only lies.

All I need is a time between the lines of grey..
In your dark dismay.

8/21/2013 3 comments

AT YOUR DARKEST HOUR

by RealTalk30 8/14/2013

written by RealTalk30

Shift yourself from this grave..side to side ..consider yourself for the first time in a millennia. Look up to the sky..consider you’ll live again.
Drifting up from your sleep..in a haze to what the world has become. Shake a breath for the wind..show no fear for the light…and slowly breath in.. Exhale!

Search for strength, beneath your bleeding heart. Behind the crimson lines you’ve drawn tighter still. Reset trap door thoughts of letting the world collide with the emptiness inside. Hold on..dare to hold on..hold on tight to life even when the lines break from their binds.

Hold onto your hope so tight. Dampen the screams […]

8/14/2013 4 comments

Hear Us

by Just another sad, sad girl. 8/2/2013

written by Just another sad, sad girl.

Every car looks the same,
It’s time to go.
Breathing trees,
How lovely to see,
Can I touch them?
No.
Locked in, Locked up,
Doors without keys,
Beds without sheets,
Pull on the curtain that encloses me.
Kept alive but no machines,
Three shadows is all you see,
One hall, one sound,
Screams.
We like to stay unseen.

8/2/2013 1 comment

The Good of The Knife

by Nyckole Heart 7/28/2013

written by Nyckole Heart

The blood drops and
The knife rips
My skin screams as
The pain seeps

One for my mother
One for my father
When I bleed out
Will life go faster?

I can’t deal
And this makes in real
Not to deep, my
Life to keep

In my room, I sit quite
Red wounds scream silent
My eyes close and
I fall into darkness

7/28/2013 2 comments

Find Me.

by renegadeRaenbow 6/10/2013

written by renegadeRaenbow

This is where I stand with the brand of scars.
The stars above me are clearly disappearing.
Who am I to knock the block of my walls around
When there is no sound, only screams of pain.
The rain is so cold and I’m just growing
Older and the fire is smoldering lifelessly
Just like me, tossing endlessly, in these, a sea of dreams.
The carcass of my body marked, in disarray
But bae you can stay and lay on me, if you may.
Tell me what’s wrong, sing me that song you loved to sing
But your voice is gone; it wasn’t your choice

6/10/2013 1 comment

Tired of all that is.

by DreamingOfDeath 6/10/2013

written by DreamingOfDeath

Tired of this life, and all that is. One simple thing, a single wish. Dreamt of blood, a thousand screams. Every night, these are my dreams. One simple thing, my only wish. Knife in hand, I cannot miss. But I shan’t, commit this sin. She’ll hold me back, again and again. The one and only…. Sorry.. Hope this didn’t bore or waste any your time of you happened to read this. Goodnight. I love you all.

6/10/2013 0 comment

i can”t do this anymore

by mark1979 6/5/2013

written by mark1979

i found this site by accedent. i am 34 single parent that has lost everything exept my child. found something to hold me up and now i am loosing that to and i havent been coping and dont think i can cope anymore. the crying, the pain just won’t stop. it is now wensday i haven’t slept since fryday.Â every one tells me to hang on God will make it all beter. when is he going to do it when i sit with a pistolÂ placed and cocked behind my ear. plus everyone thinks they know what i am going throu, but its not them going throu […]

6/5/2013 7 comments

Mom vs. Boyfriend

by Lover4evr 6/3/2013

written by Lover4evr

My boyfriend talks a lot of shit about my mom. I hate it. Yeah sometimes I’ll complain when she doesn’t let me go do something, but I get over it. I love my mom more than anything, I probably would’ve killed myself that time I was about to attempt it, but then I remembered my mom. My mom is everything to me, and I hate the fact that my boyfriend talks so much shit about her. I’ve told him to stop but he doesn’t. I don’t think it’s okay for him to do that. I tell him that if I wanted his opinion I would’ve […]

6/3/2013 3 comments

Please read and give me your opinions, be honest.

by I.cant.breathe! 5/28/2013

written by I.cant.breathe!

One day I’ll be alright, but for now I’ve got to dream and fight. The future, they say, is oh so bright. But from my view it’s as dark as night.
Shadows upon the walls, demons creep, and darkness calls. There’s no victory, the battle lasts eternally. War zone up ahead, life and death fight in my head. I hear the screams of the dead, the words they whisper, the words they said. echoing, inside my mind. Are you okay? of course, I’m fine. No need to fret. For i’m alright. No I’m honest, it’s not a lie. Even if I just want to die, […]

5/28/2013 8 comments

I’m just tired

by ossa 5/22/2013

written by ossa

I guess it started when I was born. I’m currently writing incredibly bluntly, please bear with it. I’m immensely bitter, especially right now. The state I’m in right now is disjointed and confusing and I just don’t understand anything of my thoughts, I thought maybe writing my story out would help.

Right, so I guess it started when I was born. So really, just this family. I’ve been abused as a kid. I don’t realize this until now. I didn’t understand this as abuse, and I was a child who only knew their parents to be right. I didn’t really understand the concept of having your […]

5/22/2013 1 comment

insane

by pain numb 5/19/2013

written by pain numb

My head is pounding i cant take the screams..i turned 18 today why aint i happy? Why does she keep banging on the door?? Cant she leave me already?? I dont even know why im writing here right now but i just need to talk without being yelled at or judged..why wont she understand im nlt crazy!! All i want is quiet..i want to rest..im in my bathroom sitting on the floor..my wrists are bleeding and it wont stop..im scared..i want to sleep..just sleep and stay like that..my hands are getting numb its getting hard to type..theres blood on my shirt and the […]

5/19/2013 0 comment

Sinking Into Darkness

by emtk 5/9/2013

written by emtk

There lays a girl

in a large room, painted in white

yet the walls are darkened from the lack of light

one small window can only let in so much daylight.

Situated in the middle, eyes glued to the ceiling

wondering when the outside world will come to a halt

when the noise was disappear from her ears

yet it all still surrounds her.

Tears stream slowly, yet are notÂ visible

screams would be heard

if only her voice wasn’t lost

for she is too afraid to be open to this world.

Day is coming to an end

yet it feels like no time has gone by

everything has always been that way

dull and the same.

How to escape

to feel alive

to […]

5/9/2013 4 comments

given up

by aroxx666 4/25/2013

written by aroxx666

he wakes up after an hour of sleep to the screams of something else he didnt do he cant sleep at night because memories are so fresh in his mind of a life destroyed by abandonment and drugs but the drugs are a crutch now without them you feel worse more hopeless then before and it seems like suicide is a viable option..maybe it is..everyone you talk to thinks you want attention because they are to blind or to stupid to see the pain really felt..he feels lost in the world and he has given up hope

4/25/2013 1 comment

My Nightmare

by dyingmind 3/4/2013

written by dyingmind

I didnâ€™t always live in a nightmare. I didnâ€™t always have conversations with the voice in my head. I wasnâ€™t always watched by disembodied shadows. I didnâ€™t always hear tortured screams and maniacal laughter or my name in empty rooms. I used to be â€œhappyâ€. â€œHappyâ€ is an illusion created to hide all the pain, madness and fear. It was never real. But I used to experience that bliss, â€œIgnorance is bliss,â€ they say. That bliss is gone. I used to smile and laugh all the time. I used to think, or be thoughtful. Before the clouds, and locks. Before the black fog that covers […]

3/4/2013 0 comment

What If I Take The Final Say?

by RachelJ 2/20/2013

written by RachelJ

Control. That seems to be the only thing I’ve ever wanted, the one thing I’ve never gotten. To feel like I actually have a say-so in what happens next or where I go… to feel like I can contribute something to my life because after all, it is MY life. I have a dad who always made the rules. Even though they were always stupid and illogical and only benefited him, he ALWAYS got the final say so. And it went from being just small things to bigger things. Where I go to college (a college I pay for COMPLETELY on my own, by the […]

2/20/2013 2 comments

I Am (inspirational)

by Zumbii 1/27/2013

written by Zumbii

I’m scarred.
I have wounds on my body that won’t heal.

I’mÂ tainted.
I have thoughts raging in my mind that won’t be silenced.

I’m desperate,
to find the place in which I know I belong.

I’m lonely.
Living in a house with no one to come home to.

I’m terrified,
that my life has meaning thatÂ I won’t discover.

I’m “different”.
I don’t share your thoughts, your opinions, or your ideas.

I’m tempted,
to end it all and move on to another world.

I’m tormented,
by the thoughts and the screams thatÂ I hide with a smile.

I’m healing.
Because these scars are only skin deep.

I’m learning,
to love myself and allow others to love […]

1/27/2013 3 comments

OuTcAsT

by Nothin2Live4 1/23/2013

written by Nothin2Live4

I’m a product of fucked up rage
Higher masses breed hate and discrimination
Only to further strengthen my cage
They feed the mindless mases lies
These are the screams of the outcast trying for a revolution
Mindless masses bore masscarades of confusion
YOuths lose reality in the game of life
Telling themselves to win one last fight
A fight to take their lives
A fight to whisper in the ear of th e higher masses
In turn they scream of a nation under God needing to arise from the ashes
This is the new holocaust
The outcast are now the ones persecuted
This is not […]

1/23/2013 1 comment

Short story thing with no title.

by BladesxOfxHope 1/4/2013

written by BladesxOfxHope

I sit there, curious about the cut on her arm. She looks sad. Did she do it on purpose? My mommy is crying, she’s crying over Sophie’s body. Sophie did hurt herself.

“Mommy, what happened?” I ask.

My mommy just looks at me. She looks very, very sad. I think I didn’t ask the right thing. “Sophie hurt herself very bad.”

I am confused. Then I hear my big brother, my worst enemy, Joshua, come in. He looks at Sophie, who still hasn’t woken up, and this look of rage enters his face. He starts screaming bad things at me. “It’s yourÂ fault!”

“Why where you even born!?”

“You waste […]

1/4/2013 2 comments

by jael85 10/18/2012

written by jael85

My Night

I put the cold barrel in my mouth,
To quiet the screams that may come out.
My hands shakeÂ when the time nears,
As my eyes cry silent tears.
I can’t help, but think to say,
Will this reallyÂ be my last day?
I wanted to test fate with a littleÂ game…
Russian roulette, now that is a shame.
IÂ sought outÂ a sign to tell me to stay,
To keep on trying until my golden days.
Three out of five loaded, and ready to go
Two left out, now time for the show.
I pulled the trigger, and let out a small yell.
I was sure,Â right then,Â I had been sent straightÂ to hell.
As the minutes passed, I opened my eyes,
Life […]

10/18/2012 2 comments

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