SommersWill
Poem Published
Today 4:33pm
Today 4:33pm
A Word From Death
So,” Death says.
“Yes, please, now. I have the courage now.”
The tremor in my voice betrays me.
I hold out my hand. Pleading.
The blackness under Death’s hood watches me.
They say nothing.
It means everything.
“Just let them find out gently. Please let them heal well, and we - I - will just… go. Now. Get ahead of the rush.”
My arm aches from begging for their hand.
“Please. I will go back to being a coward soon. But right now. Right now you can take me. Willingly.”
My throat has...
“Yes, please, now. I have the courage now.”
The tremor in my voice betrays me.
I hold out my hand. Pleading.
The blackness under Death’s hood watches me.
They say nothing.
It means everything.
“Just let them find out gently. Please let them heal well, and we - I - will just… go. Now. Get ahead of the rush.”
My arm aches from begging for their hand.
“Please. I will go back to being a coward soon. But right now. Right now you can take me. Willingly.”
My throat has...
#death
#suicide
#depression #hope
#depression #hope
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 1:40am
3rd Apr 2025 1:40am
The Waiting Game
I sit on apartment patio
iron railing chipping
framing neighbors
coming home from work
in twilight gray and soft and purple
loneliness eats away at
what is left of me
this time of day
after the coffee has ravished my flesh and soul
and the same chronic emptiness
abandonment issues
first it was bipolar depression
then borderline personality disorder
a flurry of titles I fondled in my fingers
OCD
PTSD
and all I know is
I cry daily
and you can never show me...
iron railing chipping
framing neighbors
coming home from work
in twilight gray and soft and purple
loneliness eats away at
what is left of me
this time of day
after the coffee has ravished my flesh and soul
and the same chronic emptiness
abandonment issues
first it was bipolar depression
then borderline personality disorder
a flurry of titles I fondled in my fingers
OCD
PTSD
and all I know is
I cry daily
and you can never show me...
#bipolar
#depression
#MentalHealth
65 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 11:37pm
2nd Apr 2025 11:37pm
no, Google, I'm not suicidal
I googled
"what to do
when you've given up
on life"
and it gave me a list
of suicide hotlines
and articles on positive
mental health practices
I didn't know how
to explain to a search engine
that I'm not suicidal
I'm not looking for that kind of exit
I'm lost
I'm lonely
I'm aimless
Everything feels pointless
I've hit the edge of depression
and kept going into the abyss
instead of pulling back
like I was supposed to
I scroll through the...
"what to do
when you've given up
on life"
and it gave me a list
of suicide hotlines
and articles on positive
mental health practices
I didn't know how
to explain to a search engine
that I'm not suicidal
I'm not looking for that kind of exit
I'm lost
I'm lonely
I'm aimless
Everything feels pointless
I've hit the edge of depression
and kept going into the abyss
instead of pulling back
like I was supposed to
I scroll through the...
#depression
#despair
#emptiness #MentalHealth
#emptiness #MentalHealth
80 reads
14 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 2:16pm
1st Apr 2025 2:16pm
Raving, Not Drowning
Trying to pick myself up,
Having quaffed from a demons cup
Drowning in a puddle
Of quicksand
No sandcastles in the sky
No haven
From the ranting and raving ravens
Dark clouds
Whilst incandescent streaks
Of sunshine
Await
To break through the cracks
Proffering vague glimmers of false hope
As i slowly sink into the quagmire.....
by Jemia
Having quaffed from a demons cup
Drowning in a puddle
Of quicksand
No sandcastles in the sky
No haven
From the ranting and raving ravens
Dark clouds
Whilst incandescent streaks
Of sunshine
Await
To break through the cracks
Proffering vague glimmers of false hope
As i slowly sink into the quagmire.....
by Jemia
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles #TruthOfLife
#LifeStruggles #TruthOfLife
50 reads
0 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
25th Mar 2025 2:00pm
25th Mar 2025 2:00pm
Dead Inside
to say i'm utterly
devastated is an
understatement
i feel crushed
The day after
i saw our home
will be closing
its doors i was
told Two of my
supportworkers
will have to stop
due to protocols
and regulations
the government
who Wants more
money & power
they always do
it means i'll lose
3/4 of my support
system including
the deep site my
lifeline & you guys
everything familiar
feels like i'm walking
on...
devastated is an
understatement
i feel crushed
The day after
i saw our home
will be closing
its doors i was
told Two of my
supportworkers
will have to stop
due to protocols
and regulations
the government
who Wants more
money & power
they always do
it means i'll lose
3/4 of my support
system including
the deep site my
lifeline & you guys
everything familiar
feels like i'm walking
on...
#dark
#depression
194 reads
20 Comments
Cursedvessel
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 2:15pm
22nd Mar 2025 2:15pm
Left Alone
Your life may have ended
But my nightmares did not
You abandoned me here
To fight them off alone
Lucky you get to rest
Whilst i cry in the battle
Of the night
The days are blended
Tightening the knot
Of a rope so drear
The misery has grown
As the grief will infest
Into the shackle
I can't fight
Without you, I've surrendered
To the dreams of distraught
Never a slumber without a tear
Is this Gods way to make me atone
For being ungrateful to what I had been blessed? ...
But my nightmares did not
You abandoned me here
To fight them off alone
Lucky you get to rest
Whilst i cry in the battle
Of the night
The days are blended
Tightening the knot
Of a rope so drear
The misery has grown
As the grief will infest
Into the shackle
I can't fight
Without you, I've surrendered
To the dreams of distraught
Never a slumber without a tear
Is this Gods way to make me atone
For being ungrateful to what I had been blessed? ...
#depression
#grief
#suicide
78 reads
0 Comments
Cursedvessel
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 3:57am
22nd Mar 2025 3:57am
Arrival
Its coming for me
I can see it already
The claws of despair
Will pull out my hair
And consume my being
Its coming for me
I can hear the deadly
Shriek of wrath declare
It'll drag me to its lair
And drown out my screaming
Its coming for me
I await dreadfully
Completely aware
That it was my affair
Inducing this price I'm paying
Its coming for me
I can see it already
The claws of despair
Will pull out my hair
And consume my being
Its coming for me
I can hear the deadly
Shriek of wrath declare
It'll drag me to its lair
And drown out my screaming
Its coming for me
I await dreadfully
Completely aware
That it was my affair
Inducing this price I'm paying
Its coming for me
#depression
#karma
#suicide #grief
#suicide #grief
78 reads
1 Comment
MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 8:42pm
18th Mar 2025 8:42pm
Fade Away
Lyrics
Watch me fade tonight
In this cold light
Your eyes so bright
As I say goodbye
[Verse 1]
Looking back at me
What do you see?
Skin so pale and thin
Where should we begin?
Time keeps moving slow
As the blood flows
Through these open veins
Washing away pain
Can't take anymore
Of this endless war
Between you and I
Time to say goodbye
[Pre-chorus]
Every mark upon my skin tells a tale
Of battles fought within that made me fail
Looking in your eyes, I see the truth
No...
Watch me fade tonight
In this cold light
Your eyes so bright
As I say goodbye
[Verse 1]
Looking back at me
What do you see?
Skin so pale and thin
Where should we begin?
Time keeps moving slow
As the blood flows
Through these open veins
Washing away pain
Can't take anymore
Of this endless war
Between you and I
Time to say goodbye
[Pre-chorus]
Every mark upon my skin tells a tale
Of battles fought within that made me fail
Looking in your eyes, I see the truth
No...
#dark
#depression
#sadness #suicide
#sadness #suicide
147 reads
1 Comment
Ambjr
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 7:10pm
15th Mar 2025 7:10pm
back on my bullshit - shitty poetry part 2
look who crashed his own funeral
standin in the back
eatin all of the good hor d'oeuvres
middle finger raised to hell's security cameras
I'm bulletproof baby
well more like...
duct taped extensively
and surprisinly functional
my demons called a meetin
to discuss my recent performance
they're concerned I lack commitment
to our five year plan of self destruction
the same hellfire that burned me down
now makes excellent mood lightin
for my after pity party
where I dance on my own ashes
the...
standin in the back
eatin all of the good hor d'oeuvres
middle finger raised to hell's security cameras
I'm bulletproof baby
well more like...
duct taped extensively
and surprisinly functional
my demons called a meetin
to discuss my recent performance
they're concerned I lack commitment
to our five year plan of self destruction
the same hellfire that burned me down
now makes excellent mood lightin
for my after pity party
where I dance on my own ashes
the...
#bipolar
#depression
#determination
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
125 reads
6 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 10:38pm
13th Mar 2025 10:38pm
2D World (Posted 7/18/2021)
some days I feel so far away
because no one hears silent screams
so detached from my mind
i’ll accept with time
there's no place for me
I feel so real yet so fake
no one finds the time to think
about my feelings about my past
but then again that's how I am
one day I’ll be so all alone
and I’ll be happy in my 2D world
no one to help me or save me
just an empty space to call my own
I'm worried when I’m happy
and I am open when I’m mad
the things that build me also break me
something that I don’t...
because no one hears silent screams
so detached from my mind
i’ll accept with time
there's no place for me
I feel so real yet so fake
no one finds the time to think
about my feelings about my past
but then again that's how I am
one day I’ll be so all alone
and I’ll be happy in my 2D world
no one to help me or save me
just an empty space to call my own
I'm worried when I’m happy
and I am open when I’m mad
the things that build me also break me
something that I don’t...
#depression
83 reads
3 Comments
Lady_Hades333
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 6:04pm
11th Mar 2025 6:04pm
Lost & Found
Sitting at the table
Gambling with my soul
Shitty cards between my fingers
Body growing old
Length of the days begin to shrink ...
I need one of them
Because of how I think
The screams inside the darkness
Are bone shattering and shrill
This descent into the madness
Is a fucking thrill
Swimming in the endless sea
It Cuts and burns like glass on fire
Time is ticking , fleeting
Getting down to the wire
Bottles line the beach
Pieces sting like razor blades
But The shore is always out of...
Gambling with my soul
Shitty cards between my fingers
Body growing old
Length of the days begin to shrink ...
I need one of them
Because of how I think
The screams inside the darkness
Are bone shattering and shrill
This descent into the madness
Is a fucking thrill
Swimming in the endless sea
It Cuts and burns like glass on fire
Time is ticking , fleeting
Getting down to the wire
Bottles line the beach
Pieces sting like razor blades
But The shore is always out of...
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth #PTSD
#MentalHealth #PTSD
74 reads
1 Comment
Ambjr
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 3:44pm
10th Mar 2025 3:44pm
if you can’t stand then f**kin crawl
you hate this pathetic display
this disgustin weakness in yourself
yet here you are
soakin in your own misery
you worthless pile of flesh
is this what we’re doin?
get the fuck up
remember that hell knows your name
you’ve danced with demons
walked thru the god damn flames
and you’re cryin over…what?
this?
fuckin laughable
no one’s comin to save you
no one gives a damn
no one is watchin
smoke yourself to oblivion
mix whatever chemicals numb the noise
break your knuckles against concrete ...
this disgustin weakness in yourself
yet here you are
soakin in your own misery
you worthless pile of flesh
is this what we’re doin?
get the fuck up
remember that hell knows your name
you’ve danced with demons
walked thru the god damn flames
and you’re cryin over…what?
this?
fuckin laughable
no one’s comin to save you
no one gives a damn
no one is watchin
smoke yourself to oblivion
mix whatever chemicals numb the noise
break your knuckles against concrete ...
#anger
#depression
#SelfReflection #weakness
#SelfReflection #weakness
168 reads
10 Comments
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