Tags : depression

Blank

Blank

A Story by ColorfullyGray


Sat down and wrote words to correspond to the thoughts that ran through my blank mind.
On Waiting

On Waiting

A Poem by Sergei


Waiting for love's recognition
I guess, I wish, I wonder

I guess, I wish, I wonder

A Poem by Julianna


I wish he could see this I wish he could see he’s not alone I wish I could make it better I guess I still can’t I hate that I feel l..
Possibly

Possibly

A Poem by Julianna


I’m laying here and my heart is literally racing My mind won’t stop, I can’t quit analyzing every word you said Every action you m..
Isolation

Isolation

A Poem by MoonChild


Your suffocating in your emotions Stuck in time with no motion Your head full of challenges you just cannot face While the world around you goe..
Maybe

Maybe

A Poem by beauitifulybroken


So funny thing is i faced one of my worse fears and literally thought i was going to die but i ended up feeling as if i could fly and if my good momen..
A Conversation

A Conversation

A Story by Sapphire


For you to interpret
Breathe

Breathe

A Poem by Dan James


I just have to breathe.Breathe.In.Then out.In the nose.Out the mouth.This is my party.Why aren't I having fun?My eighteenth birthday.Yet here I am, le..
hurt

hurt

A Story by aspen


"I was..I don't know how to put it, I don't really want to sa-" my eyes darted to the floor. I could feel my head swelling under pressure from trying ..
How I was depressed.

How I was depressed.

A Poem by Hurricane


How I was depressed: a short poem of some of my struggles and thoughts from depression.
The Double Hit

The Double Hit

A Story by Dan James


A stressed high schooler cracks.
Inside my head

Inside my head

A Poem by Ellie Davis


hope you enjoy:)
Somebody new

Somebody new

A Poem by Lana


I really wish I was somebody newPeel off my layers and make me moveI don't want to lay around here and be so blueI'm so tired of being me I want someb..
Unlock her password

Unlock her password

A Story by Ashwin Shanker


“Things are not like how they used to be, Neha,” Ranjan took a deep breath, holding the mobile phone to his ears, clad in his formals with..
Some days

Some days

A Poem by beauitifulybroken


This is a very honest and real poem of depression and it's struggles. It's not happy or easy.