Hello everyone…I haven’t posted on here for a while. I sincerely apologize for my lack of absence…I said I would try to help people but I just left. I thought I was better…but I’m not sure anymore. I’ve been always feeling like I’m never good enough. I’m not good enough for school, I’m not good enough for my family, I’m not good enough for the ex girlfriend I still love, I’m not good enough to for anything. I don’t know what to do. It’s handicapping me from doing anything I want to because I’m positive I’ll screw something up as usual. I keep trying to […]
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voice
I’m beginning to lose my voice; not through a health condition or illness but because everything I say is meaningless…no one listens and I know deep down I’m not worth the time. I’m not funny and I say idiotic things, you’re suppose ignore stupidity right? I guess it makes sense now. I’ve been feeling like this hole in my chest getting deeper and deeper and I know it’ll eventually eat right through me till I’m completely erased. And to be honest, it relieves me. Maybe someday soon I’ll actually work up the courage to finally do it. It just gets so lonely.
It hasn’t […]
“I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies [..] I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife” (hozier)
written by freedomseeker
Her voice is like a falling leaf sliding upon the air. Don’t get mistaken, this is not about any notion of loss or death. Rather the contrary, actually. It is about harmony, subtle embrace of goodness upon the universe. It is about some softness, lying flat on the elements. I love hearing her voice. It is soothing. Beautiful and soothing. Gentle. Please, talk. Don’t look at me. Please, just speak. I don’t know who you are, I don’t know. But just speak. You certainly are some sort of peace of mind. Quiet life. Good for you. But I just love the way you speak.
The truth […]
When did you ever leave?
I didn’t
Where the fuck are you?
I’m still here
I’m going to let go
But you can’t…can you
No I guess I can’t let her go. I never have been able to. I still hold her hand in mine, I still look into her eyes, I still hear her voice in my head. I can still feel her presence…as if she’s standing next to me. Is she? Am I crazy? Am I ever going to be able to forget? No Rory you can’t let her go can you, you weak fuck. […]
listen to this guy. his music got me through a lot of negative times. he himself is bipolar so if you are you could surely relate. he’s very complex to understand sometimes, but something in his music speaks to me. and his voice is just amazing
Am I Insane? I used to think not, but now I am not so sure..
by PlagueDoctor
written by PlagueDoctor
I used to think that everyone else was fucked in the head and that I was the only normal one. I still think that most everyone is below me, but I am also questioning my own sanity, which has me questioning everything I think I know, and believe.
The other night I had the opportunity to do some research. My Psychiatrist told me that I was mentally ill, I told her that the only mentally ill people were those who had brain damage, everything else was simply weakness. She said that there were two kinds of mental illness, the one I was referring to was organic […]
Dedicate this to the cruel game called Love.
Fuck love and all its cuntery.
http://youtu.be/cncoJB_C-m0
Original song by Chris Isaak
I like this guy’s voice better though.
when I go on here and voice my thoughts and feeling, everyone is accepting, and it’s wonderful. No one freaks out and calls an ambulance to whisk me away to the hospital. no one tells me that I should ashamed of thinking about killing myself. They understand and it’s wonderful to know that I am not alone. No one I know has had even close to the same thoughts that I have everyday. they on,y get sad when something sad happens. it’s not a constant thing inside their bones.
Like still, in the realm
From the flow
Like it’s all my fault
The Sun shines, but oh-no
We don’t got a boat but a raft
Holy, I don’t want to be
Tomorrow too late, only
What happened to the circle
How do we take it back, to one
I injured thou pincer
I guess I hope, that you got my lost bottle of messages
Maybe, from the voice of Espeon, go play with Umbreon
Horsea, and which is he
from the depths of despair I wander
but not all who wander are lost
yet I am both
a wandering vagabond in search of answers i’ll never seem to find outside of my rib cage
my animal pen that keeps my true rage locked inside until it’s time to feed
hidden and looked over have I been for far too long
.
.44 magnum for voice box full of ammunition that’s begging to be fired
whoever gets in the way is irrelevant; the bullets are meant to kill
cause I’m killz and I was born in darkness
birthed in hopelessness and death themselves
i have seen […]
I’ve totally fucked my life. Over the past 7 years I’ve self-injured. At my worst I didn’t care if I lived or died, I just needed an escape. Something to shut up the voice in my head, and let me breathe again. Now I’m almost 20 and the career that I’ve dreamed about my whole life is impossible because of the scars I have. And I understand why it’s a PDQ, but that doesn’t help me not beat myself up for fucking this up. And I also know that my mental instability was caused by circumstances beyond my control and occurred at a time in […]
Where do I begin with the shit excuse of a life I have to live? Where do I not begin? Well, my problems aren’t temporary…at least not all of them. It’s not something that some simple exercise can get rid of or basic makeup. It’s…hard to explain but it makes me wish my problems could just consist of being “fat” or having been molested, being poor, or whatever temporary pain someone is going through. Because in my opinion those are things you can overcome. They are permanent and you can make a change. What I go through everyday has been going on for years.
I’m 20 […]
Be that person to save someone on here…be their inspiration to open up their eyes and let them see that their life is worth living for. Don’t just encourage them to end their life or even wish them go luck to end their life, or give them any plans. Be their voice..
I am 20. It’s been 4 years now. Everyday I say to myself “I want to die”. You know the little games we play in our mind. Mine is – saying to myself “I want to die”.
It started off due to academic pressure, then bullies, then other tensions. Eventually I am now a failure everywhere. If we meet someday, you wouldn’t be able to tell that I am suicidal. I wish you could. No way can sense how unhappy I am. I am just another introvert in front of society. Inside I am a tired guy screaming in tears – “I WANT TO DIE”.
I am […]
I pick up my day as the weight I know mine
And push through the clouds again, time within time.
I see you beside me, lain flat at my step
You offer your wings up one day to the next.
Your eyes, blue like diamonds, through darkness they shine
Promising rest in a world that’s all mine.
Day after day I walk past, and yet
That moment I pass is the one I regret.
When darkness descends, I know you’re in tow
Watching and waiting for me to let go.
When finally I tire, my energy ‘plete
There find our eyes; once finally meet.
Lost […]
You can hear the sound of my voice, grip my hand, flesh on flesh, and if you cut me I bleed, but I am simply not alive. I’ve had suicidal thoughts since the 5th grade when I watched my grandmother die. I dont know why I didnt cry. Arent you supposed to? Planned and pictured every possible way to end it. I’ve done horrible things to people and I know they were wrong, but I don’t feel guilt for any of it. I hate what I see in the mirror. It makes me want to scream and break things. Why am I so different from […]
broken down
all i hear is your voice
no one to care
nobody there
broken down
noise trauma, battered brain
no one to hear, i am rage filled/insane
can’t take anymore
of this cruel ass life
pain, trauma, false guilt, strife
voices viciously attack me day and night
god’s love? surely you jest?
sick ************ putting us to a tormenting test
tired, insane
soon blow out my brain
nice knowing you
glad you could destroy
your own
daughter
It’s like fucking 5 o’ clock in the morning, a time in which normal people can sleep right? Well screw that! What a better time than this? This just happened to me.
I was talking to my best friend (and unluckily for me I’m in love with her). That’s why I’m awake.
So yeah, things were going normal until she said “I love you” and lots of hearts. For some reason I knew she wasn’t the one who was sending those messages. But then again you couldn’t imagine how happy I was.
Guess what? I was right. I then received a voice message that said it wasn’t […]
I am miserable inside, its getting harder and harder to wear a smile on my face because there is always that little voice in my head telling me “your not happy!!!!????”
For a while now I fight with myself and his voice. The voice that says I love you in one breathe and “whats the survival rate of melanoma” the next. Your such a great mom to our daughters but I’m gonna go ahead and keep them from you because I’m an a hole and I can. For years I have felt the only way to get away truly from this man is to die. The thought doesn’t even phase me because I know how real my feelings are and the truth it holds. Either live a living hell every day with this man telling […]