Tags depression
#53- Worst that Could Happen.A Poem by PaperApprehension and superstition. |
#54- Unexpected.A Poem by PaperSmall fortune and small fear. |
The FogA Poem by Margaret M.You don’t notice it at first; It’s just part of the background ‘It’s far from the worst’ A little thicker; A little .. |
AnathemaA Poem by anathematomyselfSo now I just have a f*****g razor and my scars and I’m done you guys, I quit |
Love Has GoneA Poem by LiliaWhy did you leave me?Why did you pretend to care?Why did I think it would work?Why did I dare?Now love, you've left meLeft me all aloneI sit and say m.. |
PromisesA Poem by LiliaI'm told not to die,not to hurt myself.To feel better,to look for someone else.But alas, my heart cannot go on,for I promised my heart to you.Remember.. |
He's GoneA Poem by LiliaHis lips.My lips.His hands.My hips.His words.My life.His words.His lies.My eyes.My tears.His lies.My fears.My love.His "love."My life,he's gone. |
Tea and SugarA Poem by Orchid StanzaThe story of a broken relationship |
#55- Falling short.A Poem by PaperSmall consolation. |
Guilty HeartA Poem by nikki.s.Little feet runningroundonce I thought I hated that soundApart of me tried not to wanttears pour downI thought I didn't want to seeThat you would be b.. |
Sick of LoveA Poem by Katerina GrevI spent so much time writing about love and i'm sick of it |
I Woke Up in a Mental Hospital on Christmas Mornin..A Story by Katerina GrevA completely true story, this all happened to me. I wanted to share my experiences in this hospital |
DepressionA Poem by wendydarlingAs she saw her reflection she broke down in tears, her mind played his tricks startling her fear. The tears in her eyes,fresh blood on her arm, cause.. |
#56- Procrastination.A Poem by PaperWhen it's about time. |
SwimmingA Story by MyfriendswritingPlease take the time to read this. I don't quite know if it's a story, maybe a short story, but anyways please read it. |
Dear DepressionA Poem by Chelsea GonthierOvercoming! Free expression of my dark secret. |
#57- Pathetic.A Poem by PaperTalking to myself, again. |
SurrealA Story by MyfriendswritingHere's another story |
Discarded PlaythingA Poem by Sahara Mist“You want a baby, don’t you?” That’s what you’d say every time Though I doubt you ever wanted one &ldquo.. |