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When times are tough. And you feel so down. Like its spiralling. In life you drown. I will be there. To hold on tight. Be some strength. When you have no fight. I'll say no words.
Can't afford to buy a car. Can't afford to drive it. My current expenditures already through the roof.
Hands shaking. Stomach chearning. Don't want to go. But mom is yearning. No idea how. No idea why. Just go back to bed. Whisper good night. Too bad for me. Stay strong and go. And this time.
Life to end Sometimes I want to curl up in a ball, And not hear everyone's calls. I want to be in a world with just me. Only for a minute- cant you leave me be.
Well I'm a miserable old git. Life gets me down and I just can't handle it. Pressure, pain, stress and emotions. Lock me in a darkened room with no commotion. I'm locked up inside my mind.
My mind is running like a train going too fast. Faster than an airplane.. Prepare for the test drive of "The insomniac diaries" I paint my nails.
Shaking hands, Looking into a shadow land, Reaching up to a dusty shelf, Hoping to find a piece of myself. Tragedies in ink, Words of my own hell. Anything to mean something to me.
There are some nights I hold on to every note I ever wrote Some nights, I say "fuck it all" and stare at the calendar Waiting for catastrophes, imagine when they scare me Into changing whatever it is...
Today I was inspired by the late Esther Earl to make a post just talking about my feelings.
Is everyone like this. Does everyone have talks with themself. Not just silly chatter, but real, meaningful talks in which part of you is argueing with the other.
Short but um... Powerful haha ;) x *Drew's POV* I stood in front of the full length mirror, holding the third dress up to my small frame. I wish I was curvier.
{ ~ lexis pov. } I set my razor down as my hands shake like the rest of my body. I leaned against the sink, tears falling onto my red covered on.
There's a squirrel that keeps collecting, His bank is utterly full. For the things that he collects, Are not nuts at all. We'll actually that's not true. For the marbles that people drop...
#household Mirror, Mirror, On the floor, I shattered you and what you store. You show me what I don't want to see, I try and I run, I can't be free. I hate what I see staring back, That's not me.
This girl, with a stare so empty it drills a hole straight through me, who is she. The world she does not see in the same way. She looks shattered. Torn.
46 years old Crying up a storm You don't want to go to work Your boss is horrible Your 10 year old daughter Pats you on the back "Go to work Mom.
I've been depressed, upset and looked-down by some. Sometimes even I, look down upon myself.
She put a hand to the wall and stroked it. She had to end the suffering. She had to really be with him. The girl then stepped up on the balcony wall.
Since January when she left, I've done some damage to myself and my life.
A hand, A knife, The end of life. About, To plunge, To take the lunge. Sick, Reeling, Horrible feeling. Knowing, You'll die, And wondering why. Crying, Screaming, You must be dreaming.
I'll make myself a burrow,. And curl up in a ball,. Where nothing except me and my thoughts,. Really matters at all,. I'll block out all the shouting,. The violence on the news,.
There's no escape for me So many problems with no way to mend Trapped inside these four walls Just waiting for life to end No one to turn to, Absolutely nowhere to run I wish I could turn back the...
The bottle read, CAUTION:KEEP OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN, He stayed a kid in his mind. Little did we know, A body, So pale, we would find.
Title help please?. Where shall this road go. Does anyone know. Or are we just going with the flow.