What do you do when someone who you love leaves your life forever, and you never feel that same way with anyone ever again?
What do you do when you find out you love someone much too late?
I hate living by the hospital. My apartment just happens to be in between two firehouses, as well. At the bottom of the hill sits the police station. I hate this location.
I thought I would enjoy it, being walking distance to work and the train line. I figured I’d be safer in this part of the community, so close to all emergency services. I assumed it would give me peace of mind. It’s an inevitable contradiction in my soul.
I hear sirens daily, hourly at times, for minutes on end. Where are they going? My roommates and coworkers go about their day, it’s unknown […]
You can email me @kenzie.fallenangel33@gmail.com I want to hear what you have to say, what you’ve been through. I care. It’s not too late. You matter and I will prove it to you. Please talk to me.
Simple events cause downward spirals of pain and hopelessness. 45 years old and nothing to show…a complete loser and let down to everyone that knows me. It’s too late. People who say its never too late don’t know the pain, the challenges, the guilt, the shame. Maybe its not too late, but it feels like it.
u all have become my friends here. i just want to say thank you. i am trying to get help, but i fear i may do something drastic before then. know that i gave life my all friends. i hope my girlfriend and son understand one day. im trying to get help, but i fear its too late.
She was ten when she noticed
When it crept into her veiw
Was it too late?
She was sitting in her desk trying to draw
When death and suicide were all that she saw
she saw the darkness for all that it was.
She learned to deal
It wasn’t severe.
Aside from the voices she’d started to hear.
She was ten when she noticed
When it crept into her veiw
Was it too late?
Every single day I am closer to my death.
Now this may sound natural to all of you.
But preparing your noose isn’t.
Preparation for death isn’t natural.
We weren’t made to accept death so why has my mind told me that I can now?
I prayed for strength – instead I got open wounds along my arms.
I asked for forgiveness – instead I got abandoned by the people I love the most.
Everybody knows that I am just one bad day away from suicide.
The worst part?
They’ve thrown me into the past.
RIP Me.
May my […]
Wish your day is an unique and special as you are… Love You all <3
Sorry! I couldn’t post on time =_=” Â but it’s not too late because we all have a special day and right everyday and everywhere…
Reaching out but never caught.
In plain sight but never seen.
Screaming for the attention,
the one that will never come.
But if it ever does,
it’s too late;
For I am gone.
Shouting for freedom,
hoping for a savior.
The wind whispers,
of Love…of Acceptance.
Blank faces stare back,
forever judging,
forever laughing.
For I am gone.
No more crying,
please; For me.
No more loneliness,
no more regret.
Darkness…Light,
they both look the same.
For I am gone,
For I am alone.
We fuck up what can’t be fucked
Master may I rip out your virgin heart
Spit claw eating out danger
I’d kill a thousand men and it wouldn’t be for you
I’ll kill a thousand more before I’d kill beside you
But I couldn’t kill one if he looked at me like you
Does it hurt me to love you
It hurts me to hate you
Break up me up when the blood rises
We look at each other when it suits us to die
Your master possesses when you want to tell lies
Cry touch playing a victim
I’d fuck a thousand men before I’d ever want to touch […]
“Somehow I’m gonna lose you, cause You’re not mine, and You’ll never be.
It hurts cause I want us to happen. I was us to be. I could bet that deep inside you, you feel the same way for me. I need a sign before is too late. I can’t tell you how much I need you, how much I love you, how much I want you. Before is too late, please be with me before I’m dead.”
what am I supposed to do… do I continue on, through the rain? or do I fall and slowly drown.
I purposly ‘lost’ my polio/ TB jab form. which was supposed to be in for today, in hopes that I won’t have to get it. why? you ask. well, I don’t really know how to answer that. I am, but I amn’t. but ever so slowly, the plate carrying ‘I am’ is creeping down, the weight over throwing ‘I amn’t’.
Today, something so, incredibly horrible happened. I wore a long sleeved shirt for the first time in years. And during geography, someone in my class asked me […]
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