How do you heal from a broken heart?
Most people would say time but it has been 22 years and the pain is still raw.
Knowing what you have to do and doing it is 2 very different things.
I know I’m the only one who can allow myself to heal but don’t seem to know how to do it.
I know looking at the past I miss out on the now and the future.
I know remembering what I haven’t got or miss instead of looking at what I do have robs me of happiness.
Yet I seem unable to let go of my […]
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Sorrow
Theres a darkness when you’re not around,
A sense of sadness that clouds my surroundings.
The tears flow down my face,
And a question of “Why†enters my space.
My chest covered by my knees,
And I’m here crying out please.
But no matter what I do or say,
You can’t come back not even for a day or two.
A sense of sorrow starts bubbling up,
And my hands are cupped around my eyes.
A tear rolls down my lip,
and my stomach does a small dip.
This is all I feel,
Something so unreal,
And that’s all I will ever say or feel.
I grow tired of the repaired, reconstructed, and rebuilt. I envy many of you who have faced your challenges (depression, suicide, overdose attempts, and so much more).
In all those moments you have made your life easier.
In these comments I commend you, but for many of us the battle of psych freedom is a road longer, darker, and perilous.
I am not trying to compare who is more ill (or was) but staying “just pull yourself out of it” is like a blind parent talking to a child who can see, touch, and taste the sorrow around them.
I am older than many of the […]
Empty streets, forsaken buildings,
Numbing sleet, deficient shielding,
Foundations crumble,
Hollow grounds rumble,
Lonely and lost,
Pale, cold and humble,
A dull pain in his mind,
While his absent hands fumble.
Sitting alone in the midst of a broken city,
He deserves some care, some love and pity,
A fallacy – his sorry image might delude,
When observing this twisted being in solitude.
The failing architecture that surrounds him,
Tall and formerly grand,
Built with the ingenuity,
Of warmer hands.
Drops of sorrow fall on shattered road,
Unrestrained anguish, where rain once flowed.
The cooling liquid,
That runs from […]
where do i begin? i don’t even care. i have no one. no purpose. no friends. sure i have pseudo-friends. but not one that would bother be inconvenienced to alter their precious life to help me. so i am alone. perpetually. look, i don’t even bother with capital letters anymore. i don’t expect anyone to even read this so what’s the use anyway? i wish it would end. i haven’t the courage to end things myself. so i just wish for it and cry. i wish i had a real sickness. cancer. something. i almost think at times that then people would notice. but then […]
So another day has come and past, another pointless, meaningless empty feeling remains and all that is left is the cold embrace of an empty bed.
5 Suicide attempts, 2 last minute resuscitations in hospital, endless weeks in a psychiatric unit and each and every time come out feeling the same way and return to the same emptiness and nothingness that is my life. Medications make me feel numb, neither happy nor sad, just more of that feeling of nothingness, again. It is so ironic that ALL antidepressants just make you docile, slow, bored and unable to feel anything of meaning. I have decided that with […]
Tears from heaven,
fall from the sky,
they touch my arm and make me cry,
i look up and see the sorrow from above,
where everybody has forgotton love,
i see the pain reflected in your eyes,
youre the one who cries,
your the one who falls to your knees,
begging someone to take away your pain please,
your the one who has lost someone you love,
how you wish to join them up above,
where the stars shine brightly,
the doves gleam white,
the sngels spread their wings and take off in flight,
they fly down from above to send you a kiss of forgotten love,
open your heart remember once more,
the heavens stop crying when you open that […]
In Othello, Desdemona is smothered by her lover, Othello. Throughout the past year I’ve been telling myself I could never do that to you(I could never do that, physically, to you). However, it dawns on me that my pounding on your door when you needed space was in fact me smothering you. I am smothering you now just by sending you this letter. I am so sorry for this, for everything.
Bronte said it best between Jane Erye and Rochester: There is something inexplicable beneath my left ribs that was once connected to you in a similar fashion; but that connection has been severed and now […]
Why couldn’t I have been a miscarried child, or an aborted child? Why couldn’t my mother have gotten her tubes tied? Why couldn’t I’d stop breathing after I was born?
I can’t even imagine how great things would’ve been had I not been born into this disgusting world. No pain, no sorrow, no nothin’….I couldve just been the nothingness that I deserved to be.
To start I have been watching this site for a year. I have witnessed sorrow, pain, emptiness, death, and living the life of death. I have also watched a few people climb from the edge and feel wonderful.
I am so sorry to tell you this but that lasting happiness is a lie. Someday everything you built will come crashing down. Your spouse will leave you sure to your mental wearing them down. Those people who can see the worlds splendor will never truly understand us.
I have a good job, a sweet step-daughter, a beautiful wife, and the cutest dog in the world.
I […]
Maybe in heaven, there will be understanding.
Understanding of the motives of each and everyone.
Understanding why they feel the way they feel.
Maybe it will be more than understanding, maybe you will get a first person glimpse of what it is like to be someone else.
Connecting of each other to form a peaceful, heavenly bond.
Madness, disappointment, RAGE, hatred, disgust, FEAR, sadness, grief, humiliation, shyness, cowardliness, regret, sorrow, loneliness, Physical pain, emotional pain, stress, turmoil, suffering, HOPELESSNESS, nonsense, will be overcame.
Maybe in heaven, things will all make sense. It will all PUZZLE together.
Why there is pain.
Pain adds character. Pain breeds experience, wisdom, knowledge, meaning, bravery and resilience.
Pain makes […]
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All these words spilt trying to articulate sorrow, anguish.
I don’t want to add to that. I’m writing anyways.
I fell in love, nearly two years ago. Head over heels. Completely knocked out with love. Rare sunshine, and walking home from school, him my shadow. We met up and kissed, but you see I was worried in case people gave me sh*t for it, I was fourteen and he was sixteen. Obly two years, and I don’t know why I let it stop me from being with him. So for a month we texted blah blah bah and […]
As I sit here, the sorrow sets in. Welcome back! For a second, I thought you wouldn’t return, old friend. The sound of the waves crashing can’t compare to the sound of my heart breaking. This is the second Spring I’ve had to spend feeling the cold stab of abandonment. The summer will grant me the chance to hide my embarrassment. Until then I’ll be in this place, hoping to meet my end. If only I could tie bricks to my feet and be taken away by the ocean.
Suicide? Is some way out of a miserable life. As for others, it seems as if there is no other road but that.
But its wrong, and your vision is blurred. There’s so many things you can do to help yourself, without going to any suicidal facility.
I myself love helping people, and people who WANT to live get their life tooken away everyday. People who have a loving, caring family, die everyday. MORE then half of the whole world is dealing with problems, and a bit less then half actually go threw with suicide. The bit that try and don’t make it, they realize many things […]
My name is Jessica. I am 13 years old and I’m a very sad person. I’ve hurt loved ones, been hurt, and been abandon by the only people I’ve trusted.
When I was 6, my parents split up. It was a very hard time for my brother and I. He was only 8. I don’t really remember much, just one day I came home from school and my father told me that if he and my mom got into one more fight, he was leaving us. The following day, he kept his word. They worked out custody and all that, and I lived with my mom […]
The blood flows from my arms
You cry and tell my that I need to stop
You don’t understand.
This is what keeps me alive.
This proves I’m still human deep down.
This shows me I can still bleed, that I can still feel.
The razor is my best friend now.
He never judges.
He’s there when I need him.
He let’s me take my feelings out.
It’s not healthy it’s what makes you right.
This makes me right.
No matter how sick and twisted it sounds, its what keeps me sane.
If the price to pay is a little blood and […]
My life seems to have fallen apart.
The First thing that happened was my mum leaving my dad , yeah alright parents break up all around but my mum left me with my dad and my three brothers.My life was never gonna be the same.
The Second thing that happened was disgusting I was still 8 and my oldest  brother was 15 . One day I asked if I could play some songs on his keyboard and he turned round and asked me to kiss him and he’d allow it, so I did ’cause I had to practice this song for my lesson. Then after that it happened more and more […]
    (the following is a letter I recently wrote in serious consideration with my personal thoughts. Sorry its not Hollywood style beautiful, but it is how I am feeling at the moment)
My dearest family, friends and anyone else that this letter may find its way too… This, in the end, may b worth nothing more then a bad joke because there r no words I can say to express how sorry I am… Sorry that I was blind to the blessings I already had and was selfish enough to think my problems were all that mattered. Sorry that I […]
I stare in the mirror and see my reflection.Â
The girl standing there isn’t beautiful.Â
Beautiful is what I want to be,Â
Even if it is only in the eyes of the one I love.Â
But beautiful I will never be for my love sees me through my eyes.Â
Tears fun down my face as I take that blade, I cut deep so that I can forget my sorrowÂ
and focus on the pain.
If there is some positive takeaway I can give to others before I go it is this:
There is far, far too much hurt in this world. Averting your eyes, looking away, looking down, trying to ignore another human being in pain is weak. Being jaded, cold, unfeeling or taking a hard line with someone who is in pain is cowardice.
Every single day, we are confronted with people suffering whether it be sorrow from a break-up or death of a loved one or being in a place where you go hungry and are cold at night, it’s everywhere. This world, life, it’s a ************. It isn’t […]