Depression
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And I howled to the moon when the walls of my mind broke down. I howled with despair when everything fell apart, and no one was there to save me. All alone and crumbling like a dead flower. It hurt and it burned. Down and out with nowhere to turn, all that was to be… Read more
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oh these days in hell I can’t seem to find myself wasting away the hours left cold and alone with only dust to keep me company stay in bed stay safe from anything that hurts and everything hurts between the sheets there’s only faith when love and flesh fade these ideas will last forever so… Read more
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Rocking back and forth, the hours tick away. Earth child, so sad and in need of comfort. We all fall down. We all break apart regardless of who, or what, we are. Flickering light of a candle, casting patterns on pale skin. Headaches cutting through mushy brain cells. Balls full of spunk, bursting at the… Read more
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These people that throw away their love. These humans who let go far too easily. Such petty interests they hold dear. Such low opinions they must have of what happiness consists of. Life is quick. Better to go with the flow than to take a moment to step back and look around. That’s how it… Read more
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When I lost my mind, I would stay up late at night talking to a ladybird. Sat on the living room floor with a bottle of wine between my legs, it would appear and sit with me until I went to bed. I’d just broken up with my girlfriend. All my fault of course. Guilt… Read more
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Others will sneer, but when you’ve got the soul, nothing else will matter. And what else is there, then having a soul? A sense of purpose. A reason for existing other than to simply make up the numbers. Stand out from the crowd. Be different. Not in appearance, but in visions and beliefs. Make… Read more
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I once was broken but now I’m a changing man where once there was only guilt and regret there now rages a fire that speaks without fear the bottom of a bottle never gave me release running into the night never came close to saving my soul salvation comes only from truth from facing head on those… Read more
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Sometimes, all a man has is the ability to make a woman sad. There’s something in seeing the tears roll down her face that makes us feel some sense of worth. Maybe it’s control, or we’re just impotent in love and compassion. Monsters, aren’t we all. So dumb and numb, we attack beauty in an attempt… Read more
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too many people too much junk a tasteless affair, draining daily always the same the shame, of being so different should just surrender be like everyone else but that would surely be a fate worse than death thin and dreamless starless like an abyss gotta keep those dreams burning bright gotta hold on to… Read more
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pretty girls make graves/donkeys under starlight starved in half/worshipped so sweet souls just holes/stuffed with contempt no cure only pain/ scorched into pale eyes sex without love/lifeless like a whore banality and the mundane/drip fed so cute morality no sense/obliterate with regret stained bodies/shackled by stained chains bourgeois so bloody bourgeois/unclean in sin lipstick… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 