Can you hear me?
There’s a loud voice inside my core screaming at me to write. It’s been over a month. These days seem to go by so fast now. The year is nearly over. Everybody is doing their picture comparisons between 2009 and 2019. I’m attempting to do so, but I haven’t found a picture of myself that […]
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I’m trying to neatly compose my thoughts together, but the thought of that alone is incredibly overwhelming. Everyone keeps saying I’ve made so much progress in my life, that I’m strong, that they’re proud of me for overcoming what I have. They say I’ve grown and changed into a better version of myself… so why […]
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It’s been awhile since I’ve written- well over a month. I haven’t had the energy to find the words to say to convey the heaviness that circles in my mind. I try journaling on pen and paper to get these feelings out, but it doesn’t help much. This may not, either. The silence is loud. […]
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trigger warning: abuse
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TW: Rabbit hole of existential crisis, paranoia, pain, and despair.
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Little one With your silken flesh Open your eyes You’re no better than the rest You dance with the devil Under the dim lights With a hundred voices telling you, “It’s time to end your life.” Little one You can’t bury the pain As much as you beg for solace There’s no hope for you […]
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Where do I begin? Do I start with the present? The way my skin tingles, crawls, bleeds and burns? The way the endless tears stain my pillowcase and my face? The way my chest caves in on itself and I suddenly can’t breathe? Who could—who would—love someone like me? The flaws I carry are too […]
Read Moremy reality turns to stone don’t you know that I’m all alone? I can’t handle another thing said so please… spare me the reasons the sound of my own heartbeat clawing and erasing my essence there was a time when I could breathe and not feel the weight of the world suffocate me I once […]
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I’m so full of life, and yet I’m hollow. I watch as the life is drained before my eyes. The mirror fades to black slowly while I try to remember what happiness looked and felt like. I don’t remember… I see nothing, and I feel nothing. Tear-stained pillow; my only company. In the stillness and […]
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I’m home. I’m in my room. I’m stripped down in nothing but a shirt and a sweater, and I lie here in bed, alone. My favorite vinyl spins as the song that has been cemented to the inside of my brain plays on. I’m staring out the window from under the lonely warmth of my […]
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