Writing

Curbside Blues

A Poem by CrimsonHints

I look down at my sneakers,Covered in rust-Thinking about people,Who never give up.As the hum of the engines,On pavement at night,Seem to roll to and ..

Enough

A Poem by ImOK

"I feel tired"You're not sleeping enough."I'm not hungry"You're not eating enough"I'm stressed" You're not relaxing enough"I'm never enough"I don't un..

Nothing left

A Poem by Tina Louise UK

✤The air around me is so thickI'm finding it hard to breatheMy heart hangs in darknesslike a twisted death wreathNothing left but a large empty..

A Babbling Fool

A Poem by Raven Goodpaster

A poem.... handcrafted by my weird-a*s brain.

Just Want to Sleep

A Story by Reptar Crane

CN: Depression, Suicide

chrysalis

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

chrysalisbyMichael R. Burchthese are the days of doomu seldom leave ur roomu live in perpetual gloomyet also the days of hopehow to cope?u pray and u ..

Self Reflection, for an Anorexic

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Self Reflection, for an AnorexicbyMichael R. Burchfor anyone struggling with self-imageShe has a comely formand a smile that brightens her dorm . . .b..

Is the Mirror Unkind, for an Anorexic

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Is the Mirror Unkind?, for an AnorexicbyMichael R. Burchfor anyone struggling with self-imageShe has a comely formand a smile that brightens her dorm ..

Angels Exist

A Poem by Ash Rx

I've never know an angel Whose wings were white as a cloud Whose voice as celestial in sound As her beauty profound From my view from the ground ..

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A Poem by ANR

I cannot wash your blood off my hands.I am the woman no one can stand.I bury bodies deep in the sand.Tell me Mama,what was I like before the storm hit..

Build

A Poem by Semaj

Its ment as a song. I wont repeat the chorus nor the breakdown.

Feelings

A Poem by breakthebrokenone

this poem was written a couple of days ago whilst I was in the midst of a deep and dark depression.

Maybe how I feel

A Poem by Avia

Trying to understand what is going on with me.

Translation of "Ech day me cometh tydinges thre"

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Ech day me cometh tydinges thre"Each Day Three Tidings Come to Me"(anonymous Middle English poem, circa the 13th century AD)loose translation/interpre..

A Sad Morning in the Day of the Life of a Lonely L..

A Story by SpookyMint

I saw some pictures of a lumberjack who was sad because he lost his wife - presumably. So he carved female figures into trees. I wanted to flesh out h..