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Shadows all around me. As I slip into the dark. The fragility of my mind. Relays the state of my heart. I know I can't carry on like this,. Every day is a war. I used to want your company.
Mind: numb Cogs: still whirring... Body: aches Eyes: nothing occurring. There's life in here, but who turned the lights out. Who said "Forget it", then gave my brain the wipeout.
I do not search for some twisted sort of attention, Merely a friend, a person, someone to share this load. How would I myself know where is safe to turn.
#emotion How can I explain the pain of such loss...
Looking at myself in the mirror Will I ever be okay.
Have u ever been in bed staring at the ceiling, Crying so much it feels like ur bleeding. Ur whole body goes cold inside, And all u want to do is die.
Do you know what it's like to feel pain. It's more than a bee sting, more than a scraped knee. Do you know what it's like to be left all alone, to just not wanna feel.
And so i run. I run from you. I run from hatred. I run from my life. But i cannot run forever. I will tire and fall. And i wont get back up. I will stay there where i lay, crumpled and alone.
Sick For one week The questions return Not at all meek 'What happened?' 'Will she be gone longer?' 'Why now?' 'Did depression return full throttle?' 'Will she cry?' 'Or will she hide?' 'Will she...
Many great things. May happen to you. But no matter what. You'll always feel blue. You'll laugh. And you'll cry. This doesn't matter. You'll just wanna die. People won't know. They don't understand.
There is a veil of tears, A discomforting morbid shroud. It shadows the light within me, So I may not shine in the crowd. I wear a cloak of loneliness, It's fabric formed from pain.
Living in hell,. Down into dark,. I fell,. Aimless wanderer,. Lost, escaping myself,. My minds my prison cell,. From what I can tell,. I threw away the key. And blinded myself. from the sun,.
I look through your tears, a sodden tissue clenched tight, My hopeless murmured comfort, Too little too late, after this black dog's bite, The milky shadow that cloaks your...
He sits down on the bed and rests his head against the wall. He is tired, but he can't sleep now. It's six am, and the sunrise light is beginning to seep through the white curtains.
It started with a heartbeat. We learned, early in life, that our heart beats, and that if it stopped, we would perish. Childhood was simple. Correct.
It washes over me. I fall to the floor. I can't take it. Anymore. Helplessness. And despair. I guess the world. Is just not fair. I suddenly stop. My life, on pause. I'm worthless, A lost cause.
What is the point anymore.
The things in my life. Are here and there real. But what I am feeling. I don't want to feel. I'm so full of anger. Feelings of hate. I want them to leave. Before its too late. Inside my heart.
I'm meaningless. I'm made. Of dust and sticks. Of nothingness. Of the ebb and flow. Of emptiness. I no longer. Exist. I'm. Meaningless. I'm. Falling. And I can't stop. I wait for. The impact.
#emotion #despair @MelchiorJ13 An abyss. That's where I am. Forever falling. I'd stop.. If only I can. Darkness. It's all around me. If I could see the light. That's my one last plea. Perfection.
Soaring above the clouds, Adventuring in my made-up fantasies, Exploring the depths of my imagination. That's how I used to spend my days I was full of wonder, full of awe.
Nobody can save me, you can all try. But you won't make me better by filling me up with lies. I'm lost, but I can't be found. It's too late, all hope has been lost. I'm useless and broken anyway.
I've been in this room for years. Sitting, wasting my life to pain. Hoped you would ease my fears. But in my life your've now become my bane.
#youngwritershousehold Stone cold deep inside, My eyes are glassy, blue, A whisper of what I was, Nothing I feel is true, A sullen ghost, defeated, Whispering in the dark, Skin all pale and...