Ripped
apart,
Limb by limb,
Shattering bones,
Heart caving in.
Self mutilation,
Scar after scar,
Empty and Hollow,
Worn like tar.
Limb by limb,
Shattering bones,
Heart caving in.
Self mutilation,
Scar after scar,
Empty and Hollow,
Worn like tar.
If
I Leave, Will anyone even care?
If I Die, will anyone even care?
If I cry, will anyone even care?
I guess not.
If I Die, will anyone even care?
If I cry, will anyone even care?
I guess not.
When does deppression end?
When it kills you.....
When it kills you.....
Stories that give me hope.
1. I suffer from Severe Depression, i try to keep that part of me away from my friends because i think they'll judge me. After revealing this to my dead friend via email, he went silent. I went to be feeling worse than ever. Early the next morning there was a knock at my door. He had driven all to see me, and just give me a hug.
2. I used to cut myself, and everyday i would pass by a young man standing and smiling at everyone who passed him. Then one day i pulled up my shirt sleeves and he saw my arms, he approached me and then hugged me.
3. Last night i was crying in my room, thinking how i hated myself. How i was ugly and how no one would ever want me. I texted my best friend and told him what i was thinking and in five minutes he was at my door. He had ran one mile through the pouring rain. He pulled out of his pocket a list of 357 things he loves about me.
1. I suffer from Severe Depression, i try to keep that part of me away from my friends because i think they'll judge me. After revealing this to my dead friend via email, he went silent. I went to be feeling worse than ever. Early the next morning there was a knock at my door. He had driven all to see me, and just give me a hug.
2. I used to cut myself, and everyday i would pass by a young man standing and smiling at everyone who passed him. Then one day i pulled up my shirt sleeves and he saw my arms, he approached me and then hugged me.
3. Last night i was crying in my room, thinking how i hated myself. How i was ugly and how no one would ever want me. I texted my best friend and told him what i was thinking and in five minutes he was at my door. He had ran one mile through the pouring rain. He pulled out of his pocket a list of 357 things he loves about me.
Last nightt i had the bottle of pills in my hand.. I had a note
ready i was staring out the window trying to find a reason to
stay... I was so close to ending it all. and honestly i dont see
the point in going anywhere or talking to anyone or even
breathing anymore..
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I'll draw you a picture,
I'll draw it with a
twist.
I'll draw it with a razor,
I'll draw it on my wrist.
If I do it correctly,
A red fountain will appear,
To take away my pain
and wash away my
Fear.
♥
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CookieDoughFormats
Deppression?
It's like drowning, but seeing people around you not
notice a thing.
It's like drowning, but seeing people around you not
notice a thing.
CookieDoughFormats
Depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain
and simple reduction of feeling...People who keep stiff upper
lips find that it's damn hard to smile.
Blood ridden tears
running down my wrists.
Lie after lie i can't resist.
A word left unspoken,
A whisper of care,
Alone just like always,
Because you can't be there.
A scream left unheard,
A plea for your help,
A blade forced in deeper,
A gun to my head.
If your there tell me now,
before it is too late.
Help me i plea,
Save me i cry,
And all you do is say goodbye.
My poem.
It's how i feel right this moment.
I cut, whoops.
I took pills, whoops.
Bye. Yay.
Lie after lie i can't resist.
A word left unspoken,
A whisper of care,
Alone just like always,
Because you can't be there.
A scream left unheard,
A plea for your help,
A blade forced in deeper,
A gun to my head.
If your there tell me now,
before it is too late.
Help me i plea,
Save me i cry,
And all you do is say goodbye.
My poem.
It's how i feel right this moment.
I cut, whoops.
I took pills, whoops.
Bye. Yay.
