Depression at NightI felt fine today, I was happy. I smiled and laughed, I hid behind my mask. It felt good to pretend, to pretend I was normal. But every night, I realize its wrong.Depression at Night3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The moon, I love it. It brings out the worst in me, it makes me feel so empty. Though, it comforts me. The darkness is so bittersweet. It keeps me warm as it suffocates me.
Depression haunts me when the darkness echos through me. Urges me, taunts me. It tortures me ever so slowly, this darkness making me feel so lonely.
Cant see anything and the silence leaves me my thoughts. My thoughts are my own worst enemy, mocking me. Dont disturb me like this, or ill be cruel. So angry, b
TaintedThe boy smiled as the tip of his fingers hit the piano keys gently. He closed his eyes and followed it. Sometimes its hard to heal your wounds, and sometimes its just easier to forget them. The boy gently opened his eyes as the melody slowed down. The melody was enchanting, he spread his music to all of those around him. The boy loved it, but never seemed to get people to understand it. All his music had a deeper meaning.Tainted8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The boy was mute, never cried at birth, and never spoke a word his whole life. He searched for a way to make sound, and found music. He picked a piano and got lost in the melodies, every song he invented had words to follow
Learn To Be LonelyLearn to be lonely.Learn To Be Lonely4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Learn to face your fears in the empty darkness of night, with no one beside you.
Learn to find warmth in your blankets and salvation in your own state of mind.
Learn to give and let lose, return what is lost, and give up when all is not.
Learn to have no one tell you its okay, to have no one say anything.
Learn to never mutter a loving word, for the fact being you never had a reason to.
Learn to spend you days distracting your mind from the consuming darkness and deep depression.
Learn to embrace what you know, may cause you to die alone in these cold days.
Learn to say goodbye when all hope is lost, to lose when
Close Your EyesWhy is it humans close their eyes when there is light,Close Your Eyes7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but in darkness, we see the whole sight.
There are so many reasons why I ask why,
we keep our eyes open when we decide to cry.
I do not wait for a simple reply,
because every response will be a lie.
We keep our eyes open in the worst of times,
but decide to close them when the tears dry.
Is it because happiness makes us shy?
Is it because sorrow makes us high?
But we close our eyes when we sigh,
and open them with a horrid goodbye.
It just seems no matter how you try,
you can never see yourself fly.
But youll have your eyes open as you die,
and you most likely wont be going to the sky.
The MaskI hide behind this mask.The Mask1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
I hide from the world. I hide the pain, I hide the scars. I pretend to be what im not, in hopes of losing my self. My heart beat is strong, but I wonder how long it will beat. Though no one knows I wonder this, for they only see what I show them. They only see me fake my smile, pretend to laugh. Try to be happy when im dying inside, its fuckin' perfect. Im who you want me to be, what you percieve me to be. I see you through my mask, and you are all so cold to one another. Im so imperfect, but I will not break. I have cried and begged, but now im getting used to it. Numb maybe, but immune. This is my mask, my only fri
Social AnxietyYou sit alone everyday, and you can hear all the kids talk and play. But you have no friends, you didnt know how to make them. You got scared when someone said your name, you got paranoid when children laughed. Is it me they laugh at, whats wrong? You try to think of something, you cant pay attention. The rest of the day you feel like shit, because of those damn kids. You smile awkwardly when people come close, you realized this not to long ago.Social Anxiety6 months ago in Emotional More Like This
You cover your face with whatever you have. A book, your sleeve, your hand. You rub your hands together and sweat. Do I know them, do they know me? Do they know what I did, what if they watch me? Wa
D e P p R e S i o NI used to to rule the world,D e P p R e S i o N4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
people would listen when I spoke my words. Never did they laugh at what they heard. I used to dance on the edge of reality, look into my enemys eyes and smile, open the gates to my own happiness. A world worth truly living, no one was hurt, we all were just great. So why now, must I look down to their graves? Things are no longer the same.
I changed with age, no longer the same face. Now I look at the world I used to own, look at the sky that used to say hi. Winds are high and money is tight, now I sleep alone on a lonely string controlled by the pain. One minute I held the key to a new world inside of me, here
Ancient LullabyHear the wind cry.Ancient Lullaby8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let the lullaby whisper in your ear.
The blue sky sees through your lies,
the dawn has seen your tears.
Let the water rise,
watch the seasons change through the years.
The ancient tree is wise,
your feet will tingle when the grass cheers.
Let your thoughts wander to the sky,
things are not always as they appear.
You wont hear a sound as the moon begins to die,
tell the stars your greatest fears.
You wont believe your eyes,
as you watch it all clear.
tell the heavens your goodbye,
dont look back as you leave from here.
Distant LoveSometimes the truth is hard to admit,Distant Love7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I often find it hard to keep a solid stare.
I didnt expect this when we first met,
now you have me gasping for air.
People say I might as well quit,
but they have never listened to my prayers.
But when I talk to you, I seem to forget,
a person like you is really rare.
I enjoy every little bit,
but when I look around, your not there.
Sometimes I get upset,
but you always seem to take away my despair.
But I promised myself not to give in,
but it feels like im rotting in jail.
But who else can make me feel like this?
Nothing else can even compare...
This time, im being forced to commit,
Walk AwayIts funny how everyone thinks that the person to walk away is the enemy. When in reality, sometimes the one to walk away, had been through the most pain.Walk Away3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
What is love?
Its an emotion. You think its so dreamy, so magical. But its not. Its a never-ending bittersweet game, that you usually lose. It takes compromise, trying to get past the lies. It will have its surprises, and soon youll be breaking down inside. Its a passion that ends one day, because no feeling will ever stay.
Those sweet moments that leave you warm inside, compare nothing to the hurt youll feel when they leave. Looking back gets hard, and now your stuck in the past. So in lov
HiddenInfinate sky,Hidden4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I call it mine.
But what if it dims out tonight,
and then we have no light?
I saw angels fly last night,
that or airplanes in flight.
So now your decaying heart gets me high,
sometimes you airnt the only one to cry.
I heard Satans cries,
I hear him every time I die on the inside.
So now im supervised,
but my darkness despies your light,
and hate grows to obession over time.
Smoke is on the fire of a thousand lies,
burn it down so I watch the passion fly,
the sparks make up my infiniate sky.
I call it mine.
OutcastIm insane.Outcast1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Or atleast thats what im supposed to think.
You can send me away but I will still be the same,
why do you try so hard to make me change?
But then again, what if in some twisted way....
you and I are just the same?
Respond With ApathyI can visualize a fantasy,Respond With Apathy7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but every fantasy has a tragedy.
Just look at Disney,
soon you may just agree.
I have hell in my family,
im living with those stuck in vanity,
sometimes its hard to reach sanity,
when your living in pure agony.
But I respond with apathy,
I realized ill only get pushed down with gravity,
because everyones a bitch, the whole damn galaxy.
I am not proud of my nationality.
Sometimes I get taken from reality,
but I get sick of actuality.
So ill go along with it casually,
but deep inside im doing it unhappily.
DistantThe color in your eyes,Distant4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
it seems so distant,
Its makes me wonder,
what its like,
to see with no eyes,
to only hear what you tell yourself.
Heal MeI cant help you,Heal Me1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant make you feel any better.
I cant save your life,
I cant dry your tears.
I cant heal your wounds,
I cant give you happiness.
I cant give my sympathy,
I cant fix your mind.
I cant throw your pills away,
I cant repair a broken heart.
I wont bring you justice,
I wont make you smile,
I wont make you laugh,
I wont make you feel better.
I wont take these thoughts away,
I wont comfort you,
I wont chase your fears away,
I wont talk sense into you.
I wont be much a help...
I wont be someone to turn to..
I wont be one to comfort you...
Im not yet superman.
Top Of The WorldFall from the clouds but dont look down.Top Of The World3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hit the ground and get right back up, standing on the highest mountin looking around. Walk around the Earth until you collapse, say hello, goodbye, until you run out of breath. Travel like your ment to live, be alive like you know your ment to die. We all fall one day, getting up is how we make a new start. Smile and take a deep breath, the taste of freedom on the tip of your tongue. Through the lakes and oceans, to puddles and lakes, ponds and rivers, the rain wont keep you down. Holding it in for awhile, whisper your secrets on the breath of the wind. Your forgetting lthat forgiving isnt a sin, so t
HonestyI love quotes, I always read them, just because of how much meaning is behind them. So thats why, I decided to make some of my own.Honesty1 day ago in Personal More Like This
( Two of these quotes will be from previous journals, you may recognize a few from my previous works as well)
I hope when I die, I can live in my dreams.
Happiness and depression can only last,
but depression lasts longer.
I like to cry in the rain,
so the skies can cry with me.
I always have something to say,
but those words were ment to be written,
not to be said.
If I were an angel, just for a day,
I would fly as far away as possible.
(-The Shadows Dance)
I always thought giving up would be easy
My heart beats to give life to me,
because it knows of all the life I have lost.
For a moment you feel as if you could rule the world,
but then you realize just how small you really are.
Rest in peace darling, when its all you can do...all thats left to do.
The world of speculation is a damn skeptic,
cold hearts go through life unsympathetic,
WorthyThere are two wrongs in one right,Worthy2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
between impulse and given will there is a large divide.
There are so many things I want to find out,
but every truth is hidden deep inside your lies.
She clutched the tan teddy bear in her hands, the soft warm plush the only thing giving her any comfort as she stared up to the raining sky. The sky was dark, and the clouds were shades of grey, the rain hit her with a rough force but she was to numb to feel it. She closed her eyes and let it all come crashing down around her, let the world give her all it could. She could fell tears straining to come out, and hide beneath the rains cover. The shelter of th
N e V e R N o R m A lIs it wrong to bleed blood for the feeling of the rush. Is it wrong to be shunned for what have I done. Losing control because I drank the redrum, dreaming on about a time that is soon to come. Let that frozen sweet acid drain my lungs, keep that bittersweet sensation on the soul of my tongue.N e V e R N o R m A l4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
They say those who have dark dreams are creepy. Though, thats only because they spent their last sane moment weeping. No one knows what goes through your head when your sleeping, losing control of that certain feeling. Sparks fly when you find a secret worth keeping, like a lie starts when you find the truth to be rather uninteresting. No one cares wh
Falling DeeperHow do you know what side you really want to fight for, when this whole time youve been fighting for all the wrong reasons? How do you know how to fight back when your about to break, how do you know how to get the courage? How can you stay determind forever, how can you forgive and forget, how can you win if youve already lost, how can you lose what is lost? No, because nothing ever is right. How do you know whats right is right, and whats wrong is really wrong. How do you know if your dreams are to big, or to small? How do you know if you cant go on? That you have had enough? When the smoke clears who will be left? No your living this war,Falling Deeper2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
DarknessThe darkness is a poison..Darkness1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
It will sink its venom deeply into you, embrace you and never let go. Your holding hands with it as you walk though life, relying on it, surviving by it.
Though the rules of whats accepted in life says this is wrong. This darkness is a drug and you should fear when it comes along. But again, what did the darkness do wrong?
Most people fear it. You cant see through it, the embrace of a dark room or the dead of night. But why be a coward and push it away, for what if it really is only there to comfort you...
Though dont look twice, dont think to hard. Dont let it get to you, its what they all say. But how do you e
SuicideI always knew she was quiet.Suicide1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
I always knew she was lonely.
I always knew she was sad.
I always knew she was uncomfortable.
I always knew she was curious.
I always knew she was jealous.
I always knew she was afraid.
I always knew she was alone.
I always knew she was hesitant.
I always knew she was anxious.
I always knew she was dark.
I always knew she was self concsious.
I always knew she was depressed.
I always knew she was hurt.
I always knew she was scarred.
I always knew she was broken.
I always knew she was halfway gone.
I didnt know though, that the last time I spoke to her,
would be the last time I would ever speak to