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[astoryfullofwoe]

look at me

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i’ve never outgrown

the child who purposefully

trips and scrapes their knee

for their parents’ attention.

years later and i still

wail and scream just so someone

will spare me something more

than a fleeting glance.

because my knee isn’t

the part of me that’s hurting.

my knee is bloody and scratched

but it will heal by tomorrow

and you won’t even be able to

tell i was ever bleeding.

it’s not my knee, it’s my heart.

it is my heart that hurts,

cradled by my ribcage and

stowed away in my flesh—

who would ever be able to tell

it is cracked and bleeding?

out of sight, out of mind.

i put a bandage over my bleeding knee

and my mom kisses it better

(it’s the only way i can be the center

of an adults attention);

i wrap gauze around my bleeding wrists

and fall in love with the colour red

(i never fell out of love

with intentional infliction).

the screaming child in me lives on;

i want someone to notice

and beg me to stop,

beg me to stay alive,

because it feels like i could

take a flying leap of faith off of

the bridge over the creek near my house,

or bleed out in my bathtub,

or choke on a bottle of mystery pills,

and no one would notice.

or worse, no one would care.

intentional falls evolve into unscrewing

pencil sharpeners and still nobody notices.

scrapes mutate into cuts

and still nobody notices.

so please, just look at me.

i’m not asking you to rip my body

from the bridge barrier,

just look at me.

look in me not through me;

look into me.

see me for who i am

beyond this wounded persona.

sorrow is all i’ve ever known,

but with soft words and gentle hands,

maybe i can forget what torn flesh feels like.

maybe i’ll rediscover sunlight.

take the blade out of my hand

and place your heart there instead;

for i am only cruel to those

who i believe deserve to suffer,

and that is not you, never you.

you are safe with me,

i am not safe with myself.

no one has caused me as much hurt

as i have myself.

these scars would not exist without me—

i have only myself to blame.

look at me.

i want to scream:

look at all of my ugliness,

and love me for it anyways.

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[rosekiller-addict]

Red and Silver

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Red and Silver

the colors I clung to

the colors I knew might be the death of me one day but I couldn't seem to bring myself to care

it started with the silver

the way the sun or the lampshade or my flashlight would make it sparkle

making it seem like something it wasn't

making it seem more welcoming that it should be, like it wouldn't hurt me

and then came the red

who knew silver and red went so well together?

and as time grew, I became more and more obsessed with these colors because who was I without them?

so maybe that was why I dyed my hair red when I had never before liked the color

and maybe that was why I sought out every piece of silver I saw

and maybe this is why I hated looking in the mirror but I could never be sure why

because every time I did, it reminded me that I was nothing without these colors

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[jolieoneiron]

I feel like

someone tore me apart

like a demon who plays with you

A satanic laugh at your pain.

I have scars

and wear them with shame

when did I stop loving myself?

Did I ever love this body? This soul?

-pain

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[kiwicvts]

(Content warning: Depression, Venting, Sh) In the silence of my solitude, I find solace in the blade's embrace. A dance with darkness, hidden from view, A secret battle I cannot erase. Each scar tells a tale of pain, A silent plea for release. A temporary relief I gain, But it never brings me peace. The world may never understand, The reasons behind this strife. But within these scars, my hand, I search for a glimpse of life.

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[knockingfrominside]

I want that fairy tale love

The kind you see in the movies

That everyone swears doesn’t exist

But it does

I’ve seen it

I want that fairy tale love

That lets you know that it’s real

I want to feel loved

I want love to be a cloud hugging me making me warm

Even on the days when love is hiding its face behind anger and miscommunication

I want to be consumed with love

- why do I never feel loved

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[wherehave-yougone]

Seven Hours Until I'm Home

Laying in bed all day

Walking around aimlessly

Cleaning things in hopes it'll clean my mind with it

Struggling to eat

Conversing with my cats

Searching for anything to make this day pass

A text pops up, its from you

"7 hours of work left, cant wait to be home"

I lay back in bed and try to sleep

Each room quiet and still

Everywhere empty and cold

Begging for the day to end

So I too can be back home.

'I only feel at home when im with you'

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[crazycatgirl420]

Depression To Me - a poem

I lay upon a bed of shattered thoughts

An ache deep in my bones

A thought of what could be

But upon my chest unseen

Sits a horror like no other

It claws and it tears and it sucks my life away

Until not but a husk remains

A hollow echo of who I used to be

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[disabledopossum]

"Hiraeth"

Where is home? I don't know..

All my life, I've moved from one place to another - struggling to feel like I can let down my walls and feel safe.

Nothing feels right.

The world is dangerous, and loud. I don't know how to exist here.

I'm scared. Lonely and hurting.

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[cassemiah]

The medicine doesn't do anything, which means this is all me. The thoughts, the wanting to die, the hating myself, the everything. It's all me, it's always been me and I have no one else to blame

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[aviancomposition]

tired,

sick,

sick and tired.

the asphyxia catching up to me.

a common theme, in these words

the sense of hopelessness

never better explained than

when one describes the loss of ability

to breathe.

everything too thick,

and me, with no knife to cut through

everything that stands in my way.

i will drown here, in this whirlpool

of instability.

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[saddarkentruths]

Who are you supposed to tell, when all your friends are happy and you dont want to bring them down.

Who are you gonna drag down with you, who's gonna walk around knowing this about you, just so you feel less alone.

Maybe they will turn it into something darker, maybe they will hate you for this.

Maybe they will think you told them for them to feel sad too.

Maybe you're the problem.

Who are you supposed to tell when you want to lie down and die, to lie in the ocean and drown, to fall down a building and break?

Will you do it close to them? For them to wonder why you didnt tell? Why you didnt show any signs? Why you didnt trust them?

Are you leaving a note saying this?

They're too happy, their lives are healthy, while yours crumble under the sun?

Who are you to darken their view of the world?

Would you do this to them?

What if you fail, and you have to listen to them cry and beg you for an answer.

How will you take that?

You might lose those you had, you might get some who will ask if you're ok each time you sniffle.

It will become a chore to tell them you're fine, it will make it worse, the guilt you gave them for not talking to you about something they didnt know about.

That's not their fault, how would they know?

You're the perfect actor at this point, wheres your oscar?

You've darkened their happy lives, because you didnt speak up.

You cant leave anymore because they wont let you go, everyone is waiting and watching.

You're trapped in a physical cage, is it better than the mental one you built over the years?

No...

But you lie here thinking about the 'ifs' and 'maybes', maybe you should take the chance...

What's the worst that can happen? Other that what you've already thought?

Apologise to them first, then confess your feelings and thoughts, maybe write them down and hand them a note, some words are hard to say.

They stare at you, as you expected they look at you different. You knew it, here it comes.

You close your eyes and wait the dark, the yelling...

But you feel warmth, you hear muffled sobs and get held so tight it's hard to breathe, you open your eyes and see those who you assumed would leave and hate you, holding around you and promise to help you feel what they feel, or better at least.

Is this what I thought would happen? Is this real?

You hug them back, and they say your name inbetween sobs.

Yeah... this is real.

And I'm safe.

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[disastrluv]

i don't know how you could look at me like i hung the stars in the sky. tie my shoelaces. agree to run through the water park at my college. show me the table you built by hand. place your hands over mine and laugh with me all night.

just to leave.

there's more to the world, you say.

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[borderlinebastard]

in my dreams

I pack my bags under heavy clouds.

pretend that I'm in control of my life

as it gets carried away from me.

put my hand over your mouth

feel your trembling lips on my palm

to stop your screams about how

nothing I do is worth more than a grain of sand,

finally hearing the compressed silence I'd been craving.

and my own voice, firm,

the whisper that it's always been

reverberating around your skull for the first time

as I'm draining everything bottled up out of fear

revealing the anger and betrayal beneath it.

then I leave in transport not designed by physics

going to a place I've never been that is familiar

until I wake up.

each morning alarm an attrition.

I'm blinking at strange furniture

legs still afloat

wanting to jump ship

flow out of routines

erode comfortable walls

hoping to find a better sail to push me along,

but instead sleeping adrift

dreaming again.

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[jolieoneiron]

Let me go,

say goodbye.

I’ll let you bury me

find peace in a garden of flowers

where my mind will rest.

It’s playing tricks on me.

I never wished to die.

I do.

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[purple-daffodil0]

This is a poem by moi

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