A weird vent thing, probably will delete later
Tonight is one of those painful nights. Trying to hold back these tears that keep on flowing and flowing, choking on myself. I feel unbearably alone not even the distraction of deafening music helps tonight. It's always been hard to describe these...
A personal description
I'm as good at hiding emotions as a battle-hardened soldier.i'm as strange as an alien beast.i sometimes feel abandoned, like a man lost at sea.my depression smothers the hope brought before me like how the darkness eventually consumes the light.i'm like
Desperation for Peace
Possible triggers for depression/suicidal thoughts; but that seems to be a theme with my writing. regardless; as always, constructive criticism is always welcome even if i wind up falling into my bad, and very old, writing habits.
The Day My Dad Died
The day my dad died was a day I felt alone in the world. My mom died two years previous, and now, I only have my brother in our immediate family. Dragons are strong, brave, and majestic, but for this dragon, time stands still. The day that my dad died...
My...
My sadness drowns my heart My grief fills my eyes with tears My sorrow hits me as cold dart My mourn sprouts my inner fears My light has changed to darkness My warm has decreased to cold My strength has diminished to weakness My youth has aged...
Why?
#9 of poetry a short poetry of depression my heart burns in flames of despair powerless partly to repair the crater in my soul resides where my being lonely bides the tears of grief i truly shed curled up in my broken bed hoping briefly for a bright
Do you remember?
Dear Mommy, Why do you always notice when I do something wrong, but never when I do something right? I started to notice it last year when I was 8. do you remember? I tried to clean the kitchen for you. I cleaned the counters.. I washed the stove.....
song:I'm fine I swear-huskydingo
Who said I feel pain, I feel none at all. These are not tears I shed it is blood that falls from my eyes. I am so alone, I feel so much pain who can patch up this awful bane. I'm just a ghost to be forgotten. I'm just an awful husky who is rotten. Who...
The Freeing of My soul
When i tried to get treated for my depression, it was taken along with other things and only a small portion was returned. but the box is there, and i pull it off the shelf.
Scars Or Cracks
Because that's what i've been told time and time before but it doesn't feel that way when i lay down on the floor staring at the ceiling not able to know how i'm feeling because when i get depressed i become numb more tasteless than a piece of chewed
Slice of Lex: (Side) Slice of Depression
"when you're depressed, and there's so much pain on your mind, your brain can't deal with it. yet, when you introduce physical, tangible pain, it suddenly knows how to cope with it." she said, pressing gently on the bandage.
To_Tame_A_Wolf Chapter 2: The Black Depression
(Firstly I want to be able to tell everyone thank you for considering my story is be read for I know that every story tells a character of it's creator; therefore, I will be grateful if you comment on my art and give any collaborations and I will be...