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Every day, I wear my mask, So no help ever came, I hide the fear and sadness, Maybe I'm to blame, They just ignore the blatant truth And so no one can see, That beneath this mask I wear Lies so many...
Clouds form in my head On eggshells I tread A darkly mist descends An intruding fog Never ends Droplets fall from above Clarity rains down I've had enough The rain in my heart Washes my soul Rips...
6 blissful months together Cause I don't have the time 7 hellish months apart And I don't have the patience Truer words never spoken What do you take me for.
You of all people Judged me before I had the chance to explain It hurts.
An unforgiving heart, Paired with broken eyes, Is only the start Of emotional demise. Sneaking brownies in the dark, Silly me. Won't cure an aching heart. I just want to be left be.
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.
There's this guy .. He makes my emotions explode. I like him, a lot. He makes me feel amazing, he makes life worth it. He's my best friend and I can't have him.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Furrowed face begotten of me, Nominated; hurt and Blame's trustee. Censured and swallowed by all absurd, Lambasted, wasted hours deterred .
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.
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...
"I'm fine, I'm okay" There's nothing more, To say. But I think they've already seen, What I really mean.
I feel so empty. Me and my mother haven't talked all day, it makes me so sad. We got into an argument and now we're not talking, we both walk past each other like nither of us exist.
Me; in a nutshell. I keep forgetting about this app, and I apologize. Feedback would be greatly appreciated.
I keep things bottled up, It's hard for me to tell someone how I really feel. I'm scared of getting judged, and I most certainly don't want opinions of others thrown at me.
inner me. outer me. the outer one is the same. the inner one has changed. my inner has shriveled up. my outer the same. from the outside you can't see. drugs are a bet with your mind.
Christmas can do funny things. To those who are shattered and broke. The festive time can be difficult. Such sad feelings it can evoke. If you are already feeling alone. Christmas is a lonely time.
The tears are black. My wounds are red. I sit in a huddle, With a pounding head. My ragged breath, Shows I'm insecure. As I try to forget, And rid of the pressure. My vibrates - Friends asking why.
I will hopefully add to this as time goes on c: We are the Forgotten Lost in the distance Unable to see Still yearning to be We are the Silenced The masked and the shunned Swiftly tossed...