Self Destruction
My cat is pretty feisty, And I'm tripping up a lot, Now my arms are getting colder, And all this, that and whatnot.
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My cat is pretty feisty, And I'm tripping up a lot, Now my arms are getting colder, And all this, that and whatnot.
'A dark fog forms around me, I hate myself, I don't even know why. I just want to close my eyes and say good bye...
I cry poetry When I'm hurt by the words you spit out I cry poetry When 'I'm in a mood for it' but to you I'm putting up a 'Clown show' I cry poetry When my heart's not strong enough to handle its...
I've been looking for something You could say my whole life I've been searching for truths But all I found were the lies Am I such an outcast Am I such a recluse Was I destined to live With a...
Almost five days, Bored out of my brain. No wifi at home, I felt so alone. But now it's fixed. On opuss- quick. So I can share my writing, It's all my ideas that I have been fighting.
A warm coffee in my hands and a head full of plans, As I sit here and learn, with books most would burn, One I can barely lift, that makes me a bit miffed, So much to do, so much to say, yet so few...
Many life changing events and threats happen in our lives.
Contains a few swears!!!!!!!!.
Oh god, has old age began to set in. I'm against something I'll never win My frown is causing people to ask why.
I cringed after I had said the words. The silence between us was audible, and I peered at her from underneath my lashes as we continued to walk the track.
You look at me like I'm out of place. The deep scars that haunt my face are staying. The ambition to live is dying, blowing out like a candle in the wind.
I don't mean to shock or annoy you, You probably wouldn't like my views. But I have an opinion on everything, In the papers, on the tv, in the news. You probably wouldn't like me if you saw me.
Just had a huge fight with my husband and he says he won't go away with me tomorrow.
Inject it, left side, Above my breast, Breathe it in, Lungs wide, Quite obsessed.
I put a brave face on for you all to see. The smiling polite young man expected of me. Can't you see my eyes don't smile at you anymore. Filled with a pain of betrayal they look to the floor.
This world Is yet to see The very best in me If I'm barking you're all the trees Your my engage and I'm your fight I'll be the bark and I'll take the bite Put the axe to my mind and the grind comes...
When the bullys started Quite a while ago I didn't understand it And all the stuf You need to know A gradualy acsepted That i wasnt "Cool" The bullys felt so big I didn't enjoy school Some one...
I carry on, with all on my shoulders. Why I don't know, I haven't a clue. Die I just might, with the weight of the world. Try as I might, I just can't see it through.
It's times like these that we find ourselves. It's times like these that make you want to stand up. It's times like these that you want to scream. It's times like these that I need you.
~Warning: ranty and a bit sweary~ It should have been my graduation today. I should have been there, with the rest of my group and all the other teaching students, in the Cathedral.
Anger, Rage, Shame...Depression all cld some up my past few days. Some moments were so low I contemplated being lifeless.
He had run away from home,. My heart sank so low,. He was feeling all of life's blows,. His thoughts and feelings now closed,. I panicked,. I worried,. That you were lying somewhere bloody,.
I say what's on my mind. Which is not always very kind. I try to pause and think for long. But it shows and then I am asked what's wrong. I never mean to hurt anyone.
This song is called 'Not Enough Hours'. Copyright of me again.