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a poem that helps me

by Dorothy Gale 7/15/2015

written by Dorothy Gale

The slam poetry scene in my state has been a veritable haven when I can actually get myself to attend an open mic/slam feature night. I hope this poem can help at least one person like it did for me.

Kait Rokowski – “A Good Day”
http://youtu.be/TjjaIwVxfTw (to see her recite it)

Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries,
took the bus home,
carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment
and cooked myself dinner.
You and I may have different definitions of a good day.
This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill,
worked 60 hours between […]

7/15/2015 4 comments

History, Future, Present, Need Discussion

by knewphish 7/13/2015

written by knewphish

Does anyone know about the Siege of Masada? Or why history repeats it’s self, only the venom becomes stronger (technology) war and fighting comes to mind right off, add in severe hunger and a true psychopath can come out. Karma, Dogma, Poor Programing Intelligent Universe? Why did/do I need to live in or around and be a predator at the expense of others? Who and what needs this information and behavior? How far back does one have to stand to make any sense of “sweat of the brow” slavery and decay pain including painful repairs. Pain, what an invention, invisible and truly disquieting or worse, […]

7/13/2015 1 comment

why do so many people in the spring of their life want to die?

by cathy arsis 7/13/2015

written by cathy arsis

I know a part of it is lack of latitude, perspective, and maturity…another mitigating factor is the plethora of uncouth unkempt destructive and fickle hormones that run rampant and unchecked in rare form, throughout all the winters that reign year(s) in and through all the days of precocious and ironically facetious youth thru the ides of March until age20 comes to pass…..but how much, and towards what end, does the state of the world, internationally and locally weigh in this….if this is a cumbersome and poorly written, it’s bc it’s written in stream of consciousness style. It’s a writing exercise used by writers to hone their […]

7/13/2015 12 comments

Anger

by thegirlwiththecinderblockgarden 7/12/2015

written by thegirlwiththecinderblockgarden

I guess I’m just angry about the fact that I feel like no-one cares about me. The people that I feel are my friends make me feel worthless. Even my best friend, who is the nicest person in the world, makes me feel like shit sometimes.
My mum is really strict, so I’m not allowed Facebook, or any kind of social media at all, so I find it hard to keep in contact with my friends. And none of them bother to keep in contact with me.
Before my best friend got Facebook, my other friends would still try and talk to me, to let […]

7/12/2015 3 comments

So, two months later…

by HeyPresto 7/12/2015

written by HeyPresto

Sorry if the title sounds hopeful. It isn’t.

About two months ago, I made a minor attempt on my life (not particularly committed, more of a shake-up than anything) but, after a slow upwards curve after that point, my mind has returned to the well trodden trail it knows so well. I’m just miserable. It’s been something I’ve been ignoring, repressing, letting build up inside. I feel like a skimming stone, leaping in ever-descending arcs until I come to a halt (dumb metaphors, we got ’em). Every fall is harder, shaking my confidence more and more over time. Nothing works.

What am I but a leech, an […]

7/12/2015 1 comment

Lonely Loser

by KillerMaggot 7/12/2015

written by KillerMaggot

This is my second post on here. My first was a rant about my life. I just need a friend! Oh my god! I’m so sick of being lonely all the time. If I really pushed myself, I could get a job, stop being homeless, blah blah blah… but for what reason? I have nobody. Nobody cares. I cut myself, burn myself, drink to the point I pass out, and and I fucking hate myself so much.

I threw everything away and sacrificed college for a family that pushed me away. I lost my friends to my depression. I’ve tried replacing them with self harm and […]

7/12/2015 9 comments

I see the beauty

by ariel24 7/12/2015

written by ariel24

My name is Ariel

never really done this, talk about how I feel out in the open with people. I’m 24 been thinking about suicide since I was 16. I haven’t hust thought about it I’ve actually tried a few times. Could never really go thru with it completely. But I’ve tried. The worst part is that I know who I would be hurting, what I would be losing, I see the beauty of life, I see how beautiful the sky is when the sun is slightly shining upon my face, even tho it’s 100 degrees outside. I see the meaning of life In my little […]

7/12/2015 2 comments

Breakdown

by Undead101 7/11/2015

written by Undead101

When I think, I think way to hard, I think so much that, thinking is all i think about. I think about how everything is just, just a veil to the real world. I see the world in all that it is. People think that when you die you go to an eternal paradise if you follow a few rules and accept Jesus Christ. But in reality. (that’s the world i live in) When you’re brain stops working. You stop being you. You have no soul. Its just you’re brain and how you think. You just sit in the ground and rot. But if you […]

7/11/2015 0 comment

Avant Garde

by Black_Heart2001 7/11/2015

written by Black_Heart2001

I’ve left my fears behind. Now I’m purely fuelled my anger and sadness. I was never good enough for anyone, and that was okay with me because I didn’t need to be.No, correction. I was never good enough for YOU. You stupid, terrible parents that pushed me to my breaking point and every time I built something for myself, you would knock it down and then ask me why I couldn’t build anything. I didn’t want this life. Everything I did I did for you. Straight As. 4.5 GPA. Getting into one of the top schools in the world. Student council president. Swim team. Band. […]

7/11/2015 0 comment

Don’t give in

by AfflictedSmile 7/10/2015

written by AfflictedSmile

Just wanted to share some love to all of you who are struggling.

Maybe you feel like you can’t go another day. You feel like taking your last breath. You feel the weight of the world on top of you, caving in on your chest. You feel it so much it’s went from just being mental, to a real physical pain. You feel you don’t belong or have a place in this world. You cry yourself to sleep some or most nights. You have suicidal ideation. You think about what this world would be without you, and probably feel it wouldn’t even notice your absence.

I’ve been […]

7/10/2015 4 comments

Fruere Parvas

by marine105 7/8/2015

written by marine105

There are two basic aspects to life, that I can see; the general concepts, and the intricacies that make them up. “Fruerer parvas;” enjoy the small things. A Latin phrase that shouldn’t be casually dismissed. Enjoying the little things has a lot of truth, as in that the little things are often the things that bring us the most pleasure.

I think about my future, I think about my past. I think about the world, life and death. These things are interesting, but they do not make me smile. What makes me smile are the small appreciations I carry for certain things; seeing a humming bird […]

7/8/2015 2 comments

Test

by Anunnaki 7/7/2015

written by Anunnaki

This is just my perspective which is born out of paranoia and a lack of self esteem and self worth so things might be different to other people, it’s not absolute truth for everybody but it’s the absolute truth in the world that I live in. I’m not even suicidal any more I’m just tired of this living thing. Ya dig?

I don’t believe that anybody in the world truly cares about other people, it’s just all so fake and selfish. People will keep other people around as friends or partners to service their own needs without ever really establishing some form of connection or trust […]

7/7/2015 53 comments

Whoops, relapse :)

by Rotted_Flesh 7/6/2015

written by Rotted_Flesh

I don’t even fucking care anymore wooo, I will never stop drinking, never ever. So much for that bullshit Effexor therapy I was trying, made me feel even worse than I already do. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m on a warpath until I die and nobody out there in the world better fuck with me ’cause I don’t have shit to lose.

7/6/2015 3 comments

Beauty of the Broken

by feathers704 7/6/2015

written by feathers704

Suicide is not a joke. It is a battle you fight with your inner spirit and your feelings. For some people, suicide starts with bully, one of the most commons reasons why most deaths in suicide are the range of teenagers and young adults. I am in that range and I was one of the many who had almost succeeded in taking my own life. Suicide don’t just happen because we feel like it, there is always a reason and the main reason suicide comes about in someones mind is because they are being bullied. Being a victim will bring up all kinds of thoughts […]

7/6/2015 0 comment

Back again…

by KH 7/6/2015

written by KH

I doubt I posted often enough previously for anyone to have taken notice that I haven’t posted anything for some time now… The simple explanation is that I did not feel the need to. Every negative feeling for some reason subsided for a while, I was happy-ish. My boyfriend and I were getting along well, I finally managed to fit in amongst decent people.. Then I got admitted to hospital.

For physical reasons only was I admitted for three weeks, which took its toll I suppose. I was discharged a few days ago and honestly I’ve never felt worse. My boyfriend has decided once again to […]

7/6/2015 2 comments

3 years later..

by fallencrescendo 7/6/2015

written by fallencrescendo

It’s been three years since I put up my first post on this site. Now being 21 years old. If I could go back in time and talk to myself in the past and tell her how the future is now I’d tell her just these few things.

You will fall in love with your prince charming. The perfect boyfriend. And you will have the best time of your life. Then have your heart broken, never seeing him again because you just weren’t good enough. But you will meet someone else. And you two will live together in harmony with a black cat who loves you […]

7/6/2015 0 comment

When is it enough?

by Out of Phase 7/6/2015

written by Out of Phase

I am 39 years old today. I always hoped and prayed i would never get this far, that something would happen or I would have the courage to end it. I never did. With each passing year more and more hope just dissipated that i would find someone and i am pretty sure that i am empty of what little hope there was. That really sucks because i still dont have the courage to end it.

So here i am, a shell of a human being, trying to fake being a person. There is just nothing left of me but genuine dispair. That is getting to […]

7/6/2015 3 comments

I wish I could write again

by majesticwalrus 7/6/2015

written by majesticwalrus

I was just going over some old stories I wrote (or wrote most of, at least) and I can’t figure out what changed. I used to be able to sit down and write a story that, I was told, was well written and intriguing. I don’t know what changed, but I can’t even sit down to write the final three chapters of a book I know the ending to. Well, it’s technically a graphic novel, one of two that I almost finished, and only because they were my only fantasy stories and sometimes painting the world works better than trying to describe it with words. […]

7/6/2015 2 comments

About Me

by nameisnotreallydave 7/3/2015

written by nameisnotreallydave

Hello everyone. I have been coming to this site on an off for several years now, anytime I was thinking about suicide. Reading the other stories helped me to feel that I was not alone. That I wasn’t the only lonely person in this world that didn’t seem to fit in anywhere. That I wasn’t the only self-loathing person that hated their existence and felt the need to apologize to everyone about it. I only ever indulged in reading though, never made an account or posted. It’s a tad narcissistic to just talk about oneself, so I never wanted to bother anybody with myself.

I have […]

7/3/2015 6 comments

Couldn’t think of a title

by cheomah 7/3/2015

written by cheomah

So I need advice, to start off, I do cut. My mom says its because I cant cope and I think she’s right. When I get upset about something I go numb it seems like. I don’t talk to anyone, sleep, or eat. I tried crying, don’t do a damn thing. I cant cry to cope, so that leads to cutting. I’ve never cut to kill just to feel physical pain. I’d rather have physical then emotional pain. I’m addicted to cutting, like some people are to smoking. The thing that’s making me upset is a recent breakup, and my mom. My mom and I don’t […]

7/3/2015 1 comment

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