Tags Depression
RED BLOOD CELLSA Poem by Lostinstead of a musclepumping bloodpulsing onI think that my heartis a blood clota gooey massin my congested chestbleeding in tricklesgrowing in sizeleak.. |
WARMA Poem by Losthiding in my blanketed sanctuaryI make myself smallballed up in the fetal positionclinging onto a pillowthat I hug close to mesandwiched between my kn.. |
EMPTYA Poem by LostYou slept with a corpse last nightBut it's okay; you didn't knowI'm so good at pretendingYou never noticedBut I've been dead all alongAnd I never felt.. |
What IfA Poem by WordsFromAPenMy health is so bad that the mental pain of living life is too much sometimes. |
Ghost.A Story by B. HowardGemma deals with the hardship of losing her soulmate to cancer, coping and reminiscing as well as she can. |
Lucas.A Story by B. HowardLucas was hidden from the public's view as he whipped out a stolen credit card, punching in the correct PIN that he had watched ever so careful.. |
UNDER MY SKINA Poem by LostTrigger Warning: Reference to self harm |
TraumaticA Story by B. HowardFollow Jacoby into the depths of his deepest, unrealistic thoughts as he ends up in a psych ward. |
Darkness Consuming....A Poem by OnlymeDark days overcastcan't see or find a pathI am distraught and lostcold and afraidI wish I could be strongI let myself downand othersyet againI can't h.. |
Buried UnderneathA Poem by Tessa*** |
Last Shred of HopeA Poem by Tessa*** |
The ImpA Poem by Koia personal poem about forgiveness and how change even when it seem nigh impossible is possible. |
Messy heart # 3A Story by Tyler TuelThe ongoing emotions and thoughts of something so strong, but now is nothing. |
Nothing is EverythingA Poem by WordsFromAPenWhen the little things can make or break you. |
Messy Heart # 4A Story by Tyler TuelWith that last letter I read from you, I…I broke. That last sentence that said, “I’ll always love you Tyler, but I’ll never .. |
Beautiful Red RosesA Story by Sahara MistI'm having a depressing moment. Just ignore me until it passes. (laughs) |
apartment 48A Poem by toriI will probably not remember you when I am old and grey, I probably won’t even think of you months from now. I might wake up tomorrow, or.. |
Battle BuddyA Poem by Tanya Y.Why is it that people can treat you any kind of way but once you reciprocate their actions, the world ends |