A Doorway To The Afterlife
I've been depressed, upset and looked-down by some. Sometimes even I, look down upon myself.
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I've been depressed, upset and looked-down by some. Sometimes even I, look down upon myself.
You expect me to agree with your ways Though how I wish you'd be able to see That having an opinion is not unnatural That's life, and that's just me.
Ok well I know I am still awake 2:41am here in the UK and well I lay awake in bed with many thoughts going through my head tunes in my ears.....thoughts of past events running through my mind, then I...
I know I'm not alone And I want to stop I need a cure That will truly top There must be something I'll research today I feel pretty shitty Might I just say Anorexia attacking I won't look in the...
Blood from harm My Scarlett, red blood, Flows like a huge flood, Out of my arm, From all the bad harm. Tortured by a man, I helplessly ran, Away from the pain, I should never have gained.
Not so much shy As socially awkward, I'm a poet and a nerd, I feel like when I speak I'm never heard, A voice in the crowd, Cut across, hushed down, By all the others, more Interesting and...
My sincere apologies to all of you guys for my abrupt decision to quit Opuss, as I now see that quitting Opuss is quitting you all too, and you are all generous and encouraging.
So here I am.On a lifeboat.I put my hand in the water...then quickly took it out because it was that freezing.I stare up at the ship.It's so sad to watch.On this lifeboat it is very boring but I...
#augustwriteaday #household #emotion You're well and truly missing Your rage has brought you here Won't you look a little closer When you've wiped away that tear You're striking out at something But...
Here she lies,. Alone from this world,. Another untold story,. An unnoticed girl. No tears escape,. From her eyes,. For she's grown accustomed to,. Doings worse than lies. In her mind,.
Thats it then, Its over, Whatever it is we tried, We failed, You know from giving up, There is no return, We leave now, We never come back, You want that.
Nail Biter. Since I could chew, A terrible habit to have, Tried to end it many a time, my brother calls me a Chav. But since I've done it for so long, I can't seem to make it stop.
All I've ever wanted to be is who I am and just happy. But in this world that can be so hard, knowing I can never let down my guard.
I'm locked in a Fairytale,. But this one has no happy ending,. The grief I suffer,. Is never ending,. You say do this,. You say do that,. Can't I be happy for once,. Let out a laugh,. Read the poems,.
Sung to: Blowin In The Wind with apologies to the great Bob Dylan. How many times must a man take a fall, before he calls it a day. How many times must his heart be broke, before he starts to pay.
He can't hear He only listens to himself To his addiction His inner need and not to help Gone are the days When he was happy and free He's now in a dark world Where the bottle has the key No one can...
You hurt me and tell me you hate me ,you blamed me ,you hid me the only thing that keeps me going is a single verse of a song.
The pain,. The hurt,. I wish you could understand,. The pain that ventures through me inside and out,. I wish I didn't give up my past addiction,. It took away my tears,. My sorrow,.
I'm still here I guess... Hanging round uncertain in this place. I'm tired of hiding myself as if I am in some kind of disgrace. Recently I can't make a move or post anything without fear.
I really cannot help myself, I am as meek as a mouse, When some stranger makes eye contact, My mouth just clamps itself shut.
because isn't it true, that the second you stop caring. the second you stop preparing. it all opens up right in front of you. because isn't it true, that the second you stop caring.
Take me to the land of make belief. So my poor heart can have some relief. A place where dreams are realised. A place where my heart can finally reside. Peace and tranquility is what I seek.
Making my way Up the ladder of hope One hand gripped tight As the next rung I grope I come to a space That's missing a rung No way to reach up Even with arms outflung And so I stop No higher I...
I need to get out of here. I'm going out of my mind. Stuck in the same place. All the time. I need to wonder and let imagination free. I need to find out who is me. Maybe sort out my grammar.