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
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
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
Just breathe Those thoughts Aren’t you Just smile You’re doing Just fine It’s ok To take breaks Don’t push Too hard You’re not alone It’ll pass… Stop lying to yourself Stop forcing that smile You’re angry You’re sad You’re happy You’re energetic The scars are your reminded You’re still alive… Read More Just Breathe
I’m ok Yeah that’s it I’m fine Don’t worry See this smile Everything is fine Got to keep Standing When I feel Like I could pass out Got to keep Smiling When everything Just hurts so much Walk slow They won’t notice The truth They keep asking I keep lying Do I really Look so… Read More I’m not weak
as i sit here watching the hours fly by my limbs feeling heavy and my chest is aching i look at the pill bottle beside me with blurring vision trying to read the distribution wanting to know how many will it take to numb the pain and be able to wake from this nightmare the… Read More I’m Dying
the more I think about it the more I wonder if it’s real the dreams of my past I’ve dream of creating something where I leave this died world and into a new reinvented universe where man and nature is at peace with each other and we live in the ways of the old But… Read More Poem: New Day
Walking through life All I can think about Is my death Because no matter What way I go I’m still going to End 6 feet under Or maybe in A fishes gut But either way I know I’m going Where everyone ends But as I walk I notice how Everyone I meet Gives off a… Read More Poem: Walking
Poetry, enjoy. “Whenever I’m with you I feel like I could stop breathing then when you speak to me I JUST CAN’T HOLD BACK I just want to understand, why you have this power over me, and why I can’t come to turms, that you are the one the one for me(x2) Then… Read More The Reasons
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