Tags Depression
TwitchersA Book by VialchromeIn a world where an immunity cure goes wrong, survivors script brief blog reports describing their day to day experiences. |
Twitchers: PrologueA Chapter by VialchromeTwitchers Prologue BEACON REPORT Militant ID: HAVEN To understand what I’m about to tell you, you must first f.. |
D09A Story by VialchromeA tale of Ralph Malone, a male haunted by his past memories, find himself at his psychiatrist's office, as he aims to uncover the mystery behind his i.. |
Dying in the Name of EducationA Poem by L. AerickoOf course it's in our heads, but that doesn't mean that it's not real. |
“Heavy Head is Wondering”A Poem by ShineheemiWhen heavy head starts swinging. |
Winter Comes and GoesA Poem by becca toria poem for when you feel like the world has broken you. |
Seems ImpossibleA Poem by AshMy experience with depression. |
She Was OkayA Poem by iamcarolfierceWhen you force your mind to think you're alright, great things happen... or not. |
Putting On A MaskA Poem by greyputting on a maskis a daunting taskbut if I feelthen all of this is realyou tell me to open my eyesso that I may realizeall that is around methat whic.. |
A refined tasteA Poem by SemajMeh |
Last Min thoughtA Poem by KatieWhere do I start where do I begin?Oh s**t here comes the rain againThunder storms in my head go back to sleep go back to dreamlandNeverland I wake. Re.. |
Mental?A Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldMental Health, something I've become all to aware of and wont allow to beat me yet! |
Another Day, Another Week, Another YearA Poem by Fraser MurrayI've been juggling these delusions, seeking hope within the fusion of these fanciful extrusions of the truth, But sadly losing what was left of all t.. |
DisillusionmentA Poem by rannon96A poem I wrote about disassociative questioning a feeling of disillusionment. |
In ControlA Poem by rannon96A poem about the effects of trying to control aspects of your life neurotically. Trigger warning for eating disorders. |
Salat DaysA Poem by Michael R. BurchSalat Daysby Michael R. Burchdedicated to the memory of my grandfather, Paul Ray Burch, Sr.I remember how my grandfather used to pick poke salat ...th.. |
I am a floorboard that creaksA Poem by rannon96I genuinely don't even have one anymore. |