Inside Me.
Stare at yourself What do you see. You'll never know What it's like to be me. I'm scared of myself Failing at life. In the future will I be someone's wife.
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Stare at yourself What do you see. You'll never know What it's like to be me. I'm scared of myself Failing at life. In the future will I be someone's wife.
A lyric I wrote when I was such a mess and in abusive relationship #cutter #death #lost #abandoned #alcohol #razor #pills #drugs ------------------------- Baby, since you've been gone The night seem...
I knew he wasn't in love with you But I didn't want to tell you I didn't want you to think I was just like your friend who hated him Or your best friend who you said was jealous with the words he...
You of all people Judged me before I had the chance to explain It hurts.
My world is falling, crumbling apart, life is meaningless & that's just the start My hearts so sore, I can feel it breaking & I swear to god it leaves me shaking Late at night till early in the...
I dont really know what to say about myself except I like gory horror movies and i love papa roach and shinedown. I like to play video games.
So I'm new round here, and I thought I should tell you a bit about myself. I'm Beth.
What's wrong with me I don't understand What am I so different, am I going mad.
So I guess this is hey. I'm just getting used to this app right now so I'm sorry if I'm not doing things right or anything, anyway I thought I'd start with a little introduction.
I slit my wrist to erase the pain, you look at me, and think I'm insane, my eyes turn red, bleeding my tears, and still you try to protect me from my worst fears.
I have exceeded my limit. I've broken and cracked. I can't take this for another minute or second in fact. My mind is at war with itself and its draining me out. I need to find happiness within.
She's like a little china doll. That's broken beyond repair,. Scars upon her snow-white wrists. And ribbons in her hair,. Her eyes are wide with innocence,. But she's tainted to the core,.
(From the view of objects) She is a lonely girl, says the unmade bed, near the red wall; a nice girl too, says the bathroom mirror, who sees her everyday; and a fan of stories, shows, and movies...
Cut it out and tear me down like violent scenes in a horror film. I said nothing like that to you, and smiled all the time, But your guilt stained hands touch my head with the sights.
I know how it feels. To wait all day. Just so you can fall apart. To put a smile on your face. To hide your true emotions. Just so no one asks. I know how it feels. To do your best to stop the tears.
Living became a struggle. Breathing hurt. What if I'm too messed up to remember how to breathe. What if no amount of medicines, therapists, hope can save me.
(Part 2) They were constantly bullying me. I couldn't take it anymore. I cried myself to sleep every night, and was thinking about suicide. I was so depressed and didn't know what to do.
Sad is a comforting feeling you know. It's when you can let all of your feelings go. People feel bad for you And take a step back They say ,"what is wrong?" And you answer back, "I'm really not sure.
Her father approached as the girl tugged at her delicate sleeves. She knew what was coming. She knew he was coming. He grabbed her wrist, and she screamed at his grip.
Treading new ground. Stepping. Toeing the future. Seeking pastures new, letting go of products glueing one to the spot.
You know there's something wrong when you can't live in your own home, You can't think straight & have blurred vision, You thought you had the benefit of doubt, But now you're left making a...
You know when you wake up, and you have that moment where for just a second, everything's perfect. There's no lingering questions on you're mind or deep regrets.
The best thing about life is not living. Nor loving. It’s forgetting. Forgetting the sadness and the pain and everything in the world that has ever left a scar on your soul. And for awhile.
I sometimes have that feeling, I don't know what it's called, when I feel like the loneliest person alive, like everyone hates me, like there's no point living.