Seeing Ghosts.
Feather-light, Shades of grey, When they appear, I've naught to say. Waifs so thin, Morose and sad, And when they're gone, I feel so glad.
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Feather-light, Shades of grey, When they appear, I've naught to say. Waifs so thin, Morose and sad, And when they're gone, I feel so glad.
You used to not have a care in the world, I loved how you looked so free. But your spirit gradually began to fall Because of what you saw on tv.
My demon came to visit today I didn't think she'd be here long but looks like shes going to stay She un packed her bag with the usual items, sorrow, regret, helplessness, guilt But she brought...
For @sjw. When I look at the world around me. All I see is sadness and hate, no beauty. When I look up at the stars into space. All I see is balls of fire devoid of grace.
I met this guy on xbox, a hardcore gamer who really could kick ass, whom all the other players mostly couldn't surpass.
Who would have thought. Today would be the last. No more will there be. Only whatever awaits. In a lonely afterlife. No more sky. No more earth. No more sea. No more anything. The clouds are grey.
I feel a deadly disease Spread through my veins, Making me go through Extremely sore pains. I feel a deadly disease Running in my blood. Taking me through mood swings, I'm just no good.
Life is a brutal hole were sea’s are filled with crimson sins. As night was snuffed out by light it hid inside my body. Its rot infesting my body, devouring my soul.
Put your hand over your heart. Feal rhythm and the beat. Each time you feel that pound. A living soul falls to the ground. Heart no longer thumping making their sound.
I see you Walking, But to no one Talking, You're all by yourself in the street. Just lonely And tormented, Mad and Demented, Why do you torture yourself and not eat.
Fingers gripped around my throat Slowly choking me of breath My own addiction, to me it is: Suicide; a painful death Good days, I peel back one finger Loosen the hold she has on me Bad days, the...
what can I say, to make it all okay, what can I do, to make you renewed, is there anything at all, to make you "you" again, if I said a joke, would you laugh or choke, if I made a poem, will you see...
#household challenge 7 years ago it began I became one of the damned I had a car crash I survived the smash Left haunted by fears I cried many tears 6 years ago I lost my dog, Bo She was a faithful...
Yes, I'm fine, Smiling all the time. Everything's great, Living life until it's too late. I'm a little crazy and a little mad, There's nothing bad about that. I'm perfectly safe It's all okay.
I blinked at my scar on my wrist, Wondering how I got in this twist The vain stood out and went very bright, You could see it out of sight It stings it hurts it burns, aching all over, Please, when...
I am so tired. I've gone back to bed. I might sleep a bit more. Till I'm awake in my head. I cannot concentrate. On the mundane day to day. I have so much to do. But all I want is to lay.
It's so wrong that i'm sat here, close to tears and dreading my work day ahead so much that I don't want to go to sleep/bed.
#household Every morning I do a boxing workout, It keeps my body nice and toned Although all the rules I tend to flout.
Walking through cities and towns, you see these youngsters full of drugs. Sitting down ally ways and down back streets as the world just shrugs.
I've been having the urge to write all of the daily musings of my dull life or of all of these encased thoughts that has always been pent up within me.
Alone and bemused Tragically confused As if I'm being used Or maybe I'm accused .
I've got about five months till winter begins again.
I feel the rope wrapped around me I feel the strain release me I've trapped myself I'm my own trap I can't escape for there is no feeling in my body no feeling in my body I see the...
I hate seeing you cry. It breaks my heart. Please don't cry. It kills me inside. Don't you dare cry. Cause here come the tears. They're filling my eyes. They are pouring down my face.