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Det känns som att jag tjatar Använder orden som jag hatar Att jag gråter, lider och mår skit Att jag inte vill något hellre än att du hittar hit Att du kommer hem Och aldrig vänder om igen Vår tid i...
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Det känns som att jag tjatar Använder orden som jag hatar Att jag gråter, lider och mår skit Att jag inte vill något hellre än att du hittar hit Att du kommer hem Och aldrig vänder om igen Vår tid i...
Sitting here, in my padded cell Walls as grey as an elephant's skin I ponder on my loneliness And weep at all the mess I'm in They put me in a strait-jacket Tied me up and stripped me bare Probed my...
When my heart starts beating rapidly, that's when I know things are gonna go wrong. When my fingers to my body start to rattle and shake, that's when I know things are gonna go wrong.
Tears fresh and salty Threaten my eyes. Spill over my lashes, My sobs start to rise. They run down my face, Over my shaking cheeks. I'll never get over this, Not in days or weeks.
why doesn't anything work out. why is everything a. failure. trial. fail. try. try again. fail again. never ending circle. circle of life. circle carved. carved in my wrist. has no beginning or end.
Anxiety wrapped around my neck, Like a necklace. Swing, hit & a miss. Tightening around my throat, Taking the breath from my lungs. Until I choke. Angels cried, the devil's sung.
there's nothing i did it I smoked I smoked it wasn't pot it was fake the high wasn't great I was just mellow I'm over the guy now well I can't tell if it was from the high or from my mind I...
Neck strung with cold and stretched sinew, creaked swing in rope of bloodied blue. Stool, three legged, in drunken trip, I kicked deliberately, escaping you.
It seems like no one is listening. It seems like no one gets what you're going through.
I think that out of all the things people have said to me in the past that annoy me the most, it’s this: You’re too hard on yourself.
Im tired of sitting alone. Im tired of having no one. In tired of waiting for something to happen. Im tired of missing. Im tired of yelling. Im tired of crying. Im tired of starving.
I fabricated a world So I could escape my pain. A place where I could live With no hopelessness or shame. It's a world where I'm alone, In a oasis with a lake.
The psychologist's office does not seem to belong to the kind of man who would allow a underage citizen to make an appointment.
I've felt this torment many times before. The scream that builds to an internal roar. An urge in my muscles to burst out of my skin. Where is the end, I don't know where to begin.
You have meds and drugs at hand,. With every label in the land,. You come with casts and 999,. But, surely, you know it's my time,. You come with ice packs, pills and sprays,.
Clinging to the edge, I know I promised and made a pledge. But what have I got left here. Hope, love. No, just fear. It'd be just so much easier to fall. Heart dead, put a stop to it all.
Lying up in bed at 5 o'clock in the morning, wondering why all of this hatred is building "Just Do It.
This is going to be hard for you guys to read. I just know it. You're gonna be begging for the next part. *Drew's POV* "Under stress.
I have just been out to get bits and bobs, took the bull by the horns One of those days where my mind got to me to create a tumultuous storm I am now sat here, a prisoner of me I want to break out,...
"You've got an enemy." I've gotten pretty far in this story so I figured it's about time I told you more about my job. As you already know I'm a Russian translator.
Playing eternally in my mind like an old film tape wound Around my thoughts, my heart Starts.
Days feel so long. Everything seems to be going wrong. Sitting here alone, not wanting anyone near me. I can't deal with what I see. I hate myself, I hate this world we live in.
I woke up so early and for that, I get to face the Sunday sunshine. Feels great, healthy even. I think this is the very first time I've woken up that's not against my will.
This one's really short but I couldn't think what else to put in it :S x *Drew's POV* Back at the hospital. Shocker. Is there something wrong with me. Do I secretly enjoy being in hospitals. Haha.