Tags anxiety
Take the Hill of beansA Story by Nathan SparkIt happens every day |
Let it outA Story by Nathan SparkThe scare in there won’t let me go. It won’t let me be free. I’ve measured failure from all sides now, and sure enough it’s .. |
Madison Square Park MeltdownA Story by Nathan SparkA little angst |
my depression used to control meA Poem by kathleenthis is just another poem based on my past, i keep writing different versions trying to get it right. |
DiagnosedA Story by Becca021099A short piece of writing on my personal experiences of the people around me. |
NecrosisA Poem by RechercheNecrosis is my lastest work consisting currently of LXIII poems (a work in progress)...Necrosis is about waxing and waning from a Childhood's hour th.. |
DrowningA Story by Kat"Depression is a lot like drowning except that you can see everyone else around you breathing fine." |
Lunch (Now)A Poem by Jimmy GlennMy lunch activities. |
In my eyesA Poem by Estelle Felicia‘In my eyes’ is a self expressive, poeticly raw approach of tackling how we, ‘ourselves’ feel while dealing with anxiety and d.. |
I Write You DownA Poem by LovecraftThere is the light,Up until the dark,Which pulls you apart,Straining the burden,From you to I.A message cast amongst us,The sea at our very backs,Wind.. |
Pulling myself togetherA Story by Rm“There’s nothing I can’t handle!” I’ve told myself this many times. There have been times I have felt like my entire wo.. |
Depression (An Important Rant)A Story by Quinn WMany people like to tell me and others that suffer with depression and anxiety that we have nothing to be anxious or depressed about. That we have a .. |
Rid Me Of This BurdenA Poem by Kawaiikitty96Rid me of this burden It's been dragging me down For three years now I don't know why I ever agreed to carry it But I no longer want it I've.. |
Me Without YouA Poem by Falanne ShantaWhen anxiety and depression takes over. |
A Walk Between WorldsA Poem by Jimmy Glennhttp://www.writerscafe.org/lamourovo - Ash. For more of her work |
You ThereA Poem by Gaia OctaviaCan't you see me? Here, behind these lines of ink? Do you see? Do you recognize my pain? My joy? Tell me. Tell me that you see a little life. A l.. |
To Love OurselvesA Poem by Sand WitchLife can begin anew |