Tags : depression

The Girl in the Story

The Girl in the Story

A Poem by K


did i edit it? i think so, i hope so. please enjoy. there'll be more, i think.
Blue Tears

Blue Tears

A Poem by WillaDanvers


Sometimes we forget how to express our emotions, and I know how terrible that can be for relationships. Never forget that it's okay to feel the way yo..
100onehundred

100onehundred

A Poem by Terra


I wrote this in 2005. I was once of the first things I wrote and typed out, having usually written and sketched things out in notebooks. I was 18, and..
If Only They Saw Too.

If Only They Saw Too.

A Poem by Kaytlyn


I can see it. So should you...
The Disappointments Project

The Disappointments Project

A Book by Reeling and Writhing


How Carter saved a life
A Society of Lies

A Society of Lies

A Story by Connor Shane


Happiness is so easy to get! All you need is a simple pill and you're life will be great forever! Unless it doesn't suit you.
Sails Hold Tight

Sails Hold Tight

A Poem by Laura Kate


Thank you Edie Starfish for the inspiration
Creeping back in

Creeping back in

A Poem by Katie The Neko


Searching.. . .
Bloody painting

Bloody painting

A Poem by Death's Poet


Mildly inspired by Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath. It's a favorite poem of mine, and I noticed one of the lines bore similarity.
evenings // afterthought

evenings // afterthought

A Poem by Nearly Blonded


half past 7petrichor: the only discernible elementintangibleyet the only thing i can graspfictional beings inside my televisionthe only thing non-stat..
lover or curiosity ?

lover or curiosity ?

A Story by ayachiii


A lonely boy becomes obsessed with a girl he has never talked to before. The boy goes into a psychological quest in order to understand his obsession...
The day I died

The day I died

A Poem by Sky


The day I died The sun shone bright. My mother went to my room, Wanted me to come back soon. "She was fine" she told everyone, biting her nails B..
This Mountain

This Mountain

A Poem by felioness


Once the clouds pass....
Coffee with Death

Coffee with Death

A Poem by Death's Poet


Death is a name, it fills many with fear.But as I'm writing he sips coffee here.I fret not and shed not a tear.In fact, many evenings we've sat, split..