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It takes years, you start with hating living, not even considering ending your life, then you start wishing you'd die, yet not doing anything about it. Finally you entertain the thought.
I lay motionless in a state of stupor, Staring wildly at the cobweb waving at me from aloft. Taunting me, reminding me of the wasteland my life has become.
Surrounded by people, I give a smile, Blend into the old routine. Everyday, Every hour, Every minute another lie. Calm and collected, Funny and polite, Everything one should be.
Hollow sunken-in eyes. Ripped and tattered old dress. This young girl. Was really in a mess. Empty soul. Lifeless, but not yet dead. Empty mind. Muffled by the pills in her head.
You're life is on fire There's a blaze a mile high It's burning, it's twisting Smoke fills up the sky I'm screaming and shouting So why don't you hear.
Do you know what it feels like to be left behind. Losing everyone around you in such little time.
Without the slightest hint. my days can turn dark. My mind reduced to a torrid grey sea. Drowning in blackness. I struggle to breathe. Trying to set myself free...from me. My racing heart leaps.
I'm going to throw myself down the well, Keep falling until I meet hell. There I can escape you... And the things you make me want to do. You'll never have me be a bother.
When I was young, on my life I swore, To be something different, to be something more. But as I grew older, my dreams were lost, Left cold and helpless to die in the frost.
It would take five seconds. Not even. To never see anything again. But something holds me back, makes me look up as the evening sun sinks lower into the sky. Nobody cares, I remind myself.
Life is full of troubles Life is never fair But it seems as though I'm getting More than my fair share Some people live unhurried lives Each day is feather light For me each day is a heavyweight I...
Lead weights hold be down, I just want to walk, I just want to run... around. But you here you hold me, Always forcefully unfree. Continually I'm a captive. Holding me, can't live.
Darkness summons the moody angst, And romance of an inner evil; A force the subject fights against, Or submits to, welcome thinly veiled. Not this dark.
I am sitting in a diner With the world upon my mind. Feeling all melancholy, twisted, out of time. The truth is there is far too much, of time that is, Too much to notice the ignorance in our lives.
It's sad how I ache to get to my daily dose of my only hope. The way I love to feel it fill my lungs with smoke. Burning the back of my throat, constricting my chest. Leaving my mouth with a dry coat.
It jumps at you when you're least prepared, Brings you to your knees in despair. Will twist your mind will bend reality.
I find myself here again, in this lonely place. Wandering around, my head hanging down, my life looking like a disgrace. Morose to the point, that I’m boring myself. I just want to sleep all day long.
I lay in bed The sky is dark The city is asleep And I know nobody can see me So let myself go Push down my emotional walls.
I'm trying to breathe. But life holds like a vice. I have an inner scream. That's cutting like a knife. All is so very hard. So many twists and turns. I'm all knotted up. My stomach churns.
Here it goes. It started again. I want it to stop. I want to know when. Feeling so low. A little bit stressed. The things that you tell me. Make me depressed. You say that I'm lazy.
Waiting, Sighing, Slowly, Dying, The forest sways, And sings it's song, Waiting for, something to go wrong, Darkness, Closing in, Darkness, Will surely win, My mind's a blank, My heart is...
(Sorry feeling down at the moment and slightly bored) One more cut. I knew it wouldn't be enough to ease my internal pain, a deep sickening pain that tortured me daily, but...
Sleep eludes me, far 2 much on my mind 4 me 2 ever find peace...so I sit, pry more alone than I've ever been, idle thoughts getting the best of me...ripping apart at the seems of my psyche, I'm a...
Descent into loneliness is a long way down No one to talk to no friends around, No one to make you laugh or smile No one around for quite a while, No shoulder to cry on when times are hard No one to...