Confessions Of An Insomniac Pt.1
Why do I lie awake a night...
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Why do I lie awake a night...
I'm about to collapse Beneath the weight Of this nonsense To all of this shit That life keeps throwing Against my every defence Infecting my system Rotting my core Destroying from within And...
I ain't no perfect person I've made tons of mistakes You do a recap of my life It all seems out of place Went from suicide to thoughts of homicide The devil lives in my head It's how I operate...
Mirror mirror on the wall, How do I stop this all. The voices pound inside my head, Images flashing, burning red. A drip of blood, an ounce of tears, Maybe you're too young for my years.
I felt bad for you. After all you were my best friend. Your step dad and your older brother abused you, and you had no food, no money, no warmth.
You'll go back to smiling just like me A picture drab as stone A girl whose all alone Her eyes a slight reflection, Perhaps some past rejection A subtle hint of your memory And without a thing...
There I stand. On the edge. Toes curl over. I am left. I don't look down. From the cliff. Close my eyes. I take a breath. I wonder what it feels,. Like to fall. See my life flash and,. Not feel small.
I see him and I wonder: Is that the real him. Or is it just a front That he wears to show us That he's okay, he's fine; Living his life happily. Although he could be sad And we wouldn't know.
Do you ever sit down. And everything that's ever happened. Crashes upon you at once. You're drowning in air. Unable to see. Exhaustion plays no part in the role of remembrance.
how are you. - good. thats all the world seems to answer, but nobodys seems to have to the time to ask for the truth. why dont we all just take some time to see how people are actually doing.
No one noticed Those sad, sad eyes They saw her smile And believed her lies, No one noticed She was so alone How trapped she felt, How hurt she'd grown, No one noticed The pain she hid Why should...
Free me. Free me from hell. Free me from this hell. I'm trapped and I need help. Show me. Show me a way. Show me the way. The path I should take. Find me. Find me a cure. Find me the cure.
(Another free write aided by the night). Just give me a day. One single day. That's all that I ask. Send it my way. Just give me a night. One peaceful sleep. That just may be. All that I need.
Butterfly don't die Her cuts go deeper then her skin will allow. The words hurt more then anyone knows how. She sit alone at night cries herself to sleep. She sees herself as being so damn. weak.
Okay so if you're going to judge me, please don't read. Okay here's my secret. When I was in sixth grade, I met a guy named Maddy. He made me feel good about myself. I felt wanted and pretty.
So I got through the merriment. And I got through the cheer. Through the unwrapping of presents. With a smile made to wear. And I got through the visits. From my family and friends.
Everyone but me is smiling, Joy has filled the air, Everybody but me is happy, They seem to have no cares, As turkey is cooked and presents unwrapped, Logs on the fire, Dog in my lap, Everybody is...
You're beautiful,. Don't need no zero size jeans,. No make up,. Just be yourself. Don't need no slutty clothes,. No duck face,. Not every guy,. Just be yourself. You're not confident so you cut,.
"we'll accept you for whoever you are" I'm here but I'm not barely there Christmas Eve dinner with the family I have to cover my arms cuts cover it 45 sharp cuts 5 small scratches I have to take my...
"I'm fine, I'm okay" There's nothing more, To say. But I think they've already seen, What I really mean.
Why do we let the opinions of one person change how we see the world, other people and more importantly, ourselves. To think that one person can make you feel differently about yourself blows my mind.
December twenty third, Stay home from church. Dad says I have to stay in my room. He thinks that is a punishment. My stomach is killing me. Literally. Don't give up and don't give in. I'm...
Once upon a time there was a little girl. The little girl was happy with her life, and loved to have fun.
Me; in a nutshell. I keep forgetting about this app, and I apologize. Feedback would be greatly appreciated.