[twistsdiary]

I just don’t feel okay. I can’t tell you what triggered me because I don’t even know. I’m just not okay. I feel so empty, usually it feels like home but today not so much.

[duhtrinity]

I'm sorry I cant do this anymore

(these are my poems, my dms and ask is always open for anyone)

[unsuspectedsunrise]

And I use drugs to make me feel anything else but emptiness, but when the drugs stopped taking my pain away - I knew I was fucked.

A. Lemmer

[fightingborderline]

Sometimes I fell asleep with my pillow being wet from tears. Sometimes I fell asleep with blood in my sheets because I thought that was the way to survive.

R.R.

[duhtrinity]

I'm just so tired of being here

(These are my poems, my dms and ask are always open)

[juansendizon]

“Some days I don’t exist. My bed becomes a casket.”

— Juansen Dizon

[depresseddisneyprincess]

[vvgone]

“It was not the end of the world, but something inside me died.”

— @vvgone

[overdosed-saudi-deactivated2018]

i'm           so      

                       fucking     

    done                       with   

                      all               this 

                     bullshit

[salemwitchtrials-deactivated202]

tonight i shall be screaming “i will not ruin my body over & over just to show that i am hurting” into existence 

[destroymylife]

[summersweeet]

[destroymylife]

have a nice day :)

[especially]

[remotecabin]

Adversary

Go to bed angry at yourself for what you did or didn’t do, be your own worst enemy till—poof—your days are through. - Sleeps Underground chapbook on Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00I9CSZFI

[tmpoem]

Sometimes in the dark

I think about the past

A hatred comes up

A hatred for me

A hatred for the past

A hatred for what I've become

[thepoetscorner]

   A father is supposed to be there for his kids 

but where were you dad? drinking again?

And where were you at when I needed you?

And why did you betray our friendship too?

I was just a kid when I saw that bottle take you

I was just a kid when i saw it break you 

   You went from a man to a monster 

you stole all the joy I ever had to offer 

you watched the light go out of my eyes as you swung harder 

You wiped me clean of everything I was and then went further 

   And I’ve got to ask you another question. 

why did you always greet me with such aggression?

why did you make me feel like death was a win?

so much so that I downed all that medicine

   And even then you never cared 

you never gave a fuck about me i swear 

   I promised myself that I would never end up like you 

And I swore to myself that Id get away someday too

   now lets fast forward a few years 

how does it feel to be left and in tears?

if only it felt how I felt all those years 

if only you were made to face that kind of fear 

   And I’ve got another question to ask

when you dream do you dream of the past?

do I follow you like the flags shadow at half mast?

and when you look in the mirror do you look away fast?

   Well here is a little confession from me

you are the reason that I do not sleep

you are the monster that haunts me in my dreams 

you are the anger inside of me 

and when I look in the mirror its not me I see 

its your reflection looking back at me 

   I guess somewhere you still have my soul

you know? that thing you took so long ago

   Now I just have one final question

… How does it feel to still have a bottle as your best friend?

   -questions without answers