Tags : Hopelessness

I'm Ready For My Last Meal

I'm Ready For My Last Meal

A Poem by metaljelly


The cake is full of despair,it makes you sick, but everyone shares.Here you go have a piece,now the pain and vomit won't cease.Silly people tricks are..
"frays"

"frays"

A Story by cliferd


the placement of commas and periods may be incorrect in some areas.
The Clockwork Box

The Clockwork Box

A Poem by Hans Beckman


I delved into the depths of Atheism recently and looked into all its implications. By doing so, came to one of the most depressing and hollow realizat..
Drowning

Drowning

A Poem by Diana Lynn


Meeting your eyes From across the lake That is you Stepping in The shallow waters I come to you Getting closer You pull..
i know a girl who saw monsters

i know a girl who saw monsters

A Story by please dont abduct me


In the works is a wide spectrum view of human nature. Below you will find a vague but personal to me musing on dichotomies of a spiritual nature. Part..
Suffocation

Suffocation

A Poem by Mike Wolfe


Life is really a slow death. Suffocating under the strain of staying alive.
"Reject of Your Fetish Wasteland" lyrics by Christy Autumn Taylor for the band Angels of Rehab

"Reject of Your Fetish Wasteland" lyrics by Christ..

A Poem by Christina Autumn Taylor


This is a song I wrote as a singer-songwriter for the band Angels of Rehab, expected to be recorded soon. It is based on my S&M lifestyle of how I sta..
What's a kid to do?

What's a kid to do?

A Poem by JahQuelle FScott


What's a kid to do? When the only person you talked to, was the first person who turned on you.?What's a kid to do? When there first meal is there las..
Dark Waters

Dark Waters

A Poem by Sporadic Soul


This is a story of a girl who was once thrust into the lonely mental hospital in the hope of getting well. Unexpected as it was, she fell in love wit..
Lost Nirvana!

Lost Nirvana!

A Poem by Fidoic


A poem on Nirvana!!
Accident

Accident

A Story by someoneweird


I cried the most when you died. After everyone left the funeral, I stayed, knelt at your newly dug grave and sobbed. I couldn't bring myself to leave ..
to the last

to the last

A Story by JAssad


Three strangers on a late night bus, all separate, all lonley, all touching the edge of life. Trapped inside their heads are their thoughts. Trapped o..