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I straight up am done and have no motivation to live anymore. How often I've considered taking myself to the pits of Tartarus these past year are countless and I feel like it's all I deserve

I feel an endless tire, a systematic movement that keeps me from my desires, desperate actions to feel something anew

25-06-21 - from the closed vault

My heart did a jump the first time that we met

We both loved a band, that made me feel content

And I can't help but feel, this way everyday

And I can't hold the smile every time that you laugh

I just want to kiss you every time that you smirk

And I hate that I'll never tell how I feel

I wish I could wake to you every day of the week

It makes me feel sad when I see another lover

But it's all on me for not speaking my mind

Maybe I should grow up and get me a spine

And then I'd wake with less pain on my mind

But alas I just feel weak, to the situations I'm in

Maybe I'll leave, it'd hurt to never speak

Perhaps I'll find happiness, long far from here?

22-09-21 - From the Vaults

The sun hurts my face more than snowflakes on my cheeks.

No shadows cast nor shade to hide in, tears they dry whilst eyes dye red.

It's hard to hide the hurt when there's no fog, and it's hard to escape the dread when there's no showers.

Can't hide the tears of years gone by when it's sunny outside, bring back the clouds let us cry together.

12-06-22 from the vaults

Direct me to a field

Filled with nothing but grass

Each blade a different life that I could have

Tell me to pull one out of the ground and that is my strand

No sneak peak, second picks or hints at my fate

And I'd set that field alight than risk a life without you

A sad 20 year old boy - 7-8-19 from the vaults

I'm just a broken human

I'm a shell of a person

I can't be bothered

And I don't care

It's all bullshit

Dead yet?

I wish.

lonergirlmonologue

"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."

The Bristol commute - 29-07-22 from the vaults

Saturday night,

Back of the train

Empty carriage

The rest are booming

And the bad thoughts start looming

My eyes aren't dry

I can't help but to cry

The feeling of dying

Keeps coming back and prying

And to be honest I'd be lying

If I said I'm still trying

My future seems to be fleeting

And everything I touch keeps leaving

I can't be arsed with pretending

That I have a reason to keep living

#depressive poetry #poetry #me #poem

j'aimerais pouvoir raconter une histoire de moi et de toi

I just want to know things that are going to hurt me

I just wanna sleep forever bro

I wanna be able to put my thoughts n feelings into words rather than just feeling stuck in this weird purgatory state where I don't know if I'm anxious, angry or just wanting to fucking die. Maybe I'm just back to feeling really fucking lonely and I don't know how to cope with it anymore. I just wanna sleep for a month and not have to deal with my shit

To be forgiving and understanding sounds like it would be more blissful than the angry and resentful person I've become :/

It'd be easier to be less angry but idk really

letsbelonelytogetherr

Sylvia Plath

Honestly I just feel lost and lonely

I just hate living a life that feels mundane and pointless

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