Know what’s the worst thing I heard growing up suicidal. Constantly being told to think about other people and how they would feel. Not once did anyone validate my feelings and tried to speak to me about why I felt that way. Making it ever so clear that I wasn’t even important enough to be… Read More Suicide
Know what sucks about constantly dealing with suicidal ideations and urges, is that I’m constantly avoiding medication. From pain meds to psychaitris meds. Especially because that was always my way out. Too many times coming close to overdose. Even worse when going through the process to be prescribed heavy meds to go through with finally… Read More Pills
I must be a fool. As the night lingers, I wonder to myself. I have done all I could for those around me. I had conformed to what everyone wanted of me. Even trying to contain my thoughts to myself. And in the end, I’m all alone. I have tried endlessly to fill this void… Read More A Fool
As of this moment I am safe. Yes, I was thinking suicide as I wrote this and was planning to, until I got to the end. It’s currently the only thing that’s making me debt killing myself. Trying to relieve some pain but deep down i really do with I could pull the plug to… Read More Poem: Suicide Note
Just feeling off and want to get some thoughts out of my head. There’s so many labels and things to identify as, but nothing feels right. It’s like I don’t even have an identity to begin with. I even feel some sort of pressure to choose which side I’m supposed to be on. This is… Read More Having a moment
I’m trapped I look in a mirror and don’t recognize who’s looking back I look down and become reminded of a part of me That I just want to rip away I feel something crawling under the flesh to this body Is this really me Even if I change will I still look into that… Read More Pride. Day 20. Poetry. Pain
I think being home for so long is finally getting to me, plus other things. I was always a home type person and rarely went out. It’s that I have a few other problems now. Let me explain. It’s very hard for me to pick up new things. This is due to anxiety and my… Read More Pride. Day 16. Dry
Let’s sit down for a moment and look at what we’ve done We stare at the ticking clock and wish the time would just stop We sit and act like everything is fine We’re under a heavy psychosis but don’t want to admit what is wrong We can’t admit that it’s hard to breathe and… Read More Let’s Talk
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