Tags depressed
I Want to LeaveA Poem by anyaI'm tired. But'll never give up! |
At NightA Poem by ayejodieI'm lying here, Wearing today's face. I really tried to paint perfection. -And I am lying beside you. Night after night, Goes just like this. I.. |
The Name Was PainA Poem by Christian BonoanPain screamed so loud 'til everyone heardI heard the voice, the very scary voiceit crept into my brain eating thoughts, erasing noisenoise for my mout.. |
I'm To BlameA Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..Nothing is perfect in life. Whether that's bad or good is up to you though. Who really is to blame? |
DepressionA Poem by jcJust a stream-of-conscious-type flow. I need to write my thoughts down some times. Here's a look inside of my brain. |
Blue EyesA Poem by jcA silly, lovely descriptive writing of how his eyes make me feel; how he makes me feel. Enjoy. |
Inner DemonsA Poem by dominicI get up in 3 hours and I havent slept at all WHOO |
Porcelain LiesA Poem by CameronPerfection is the disease of a Nation... |
Things i could never tell you pt.2A Poem by CameronYou've ruined a nun, causing her to reject herself, along with her will to live.. |
Decency is a thingA Poem by CameronRoses hurt, darling. It was only a matter of time before you learned. |
Things i could never tell you pt.1A Poem by CameronThe thought of being with you is so intoxicating... but now I can't breathe. |
MaybeA Poem by ScubaSamGuilt engulfs my body and covers me like a comforter on a cold rainy night. But this feeling,is far from comfortable. Just like the feeling when you.. |
Perfectionistic EDNOSA Book by CameronMy outlet for the eating disorders killing me might as well be entertaining. |
Perfectionistic EDNOS Ch.1A Chapter by CameronCotton candy skies look back at me as I gaze towards the now setting sun. The aroma ofburning woodtickles my nose and I look towards my companions. B.. |
Insanity, i supposeA Poem by CameronDarling, I can't seem to get off the repeating track of thoughts. I'm down a rabbit hole, you see... yet Wonderland doesn't exist anymore andNeverlan.. |
ScabsA Poem by Clara KeviePicking at it slows down the healing process |