Im not built for happiness I am not built for happiness, all my life I’ve been the “depressed sibling/daughter”, “the dark one”, “the evil one” and “the one who sabotages my own happiness” I don’t have these names for no reason. I take a small feeling and I blow it out of proportion, I let it tear me apart and I let it ruin me, no matter how big or small it overflows and I end up breaking down. » Continue Reading
Pain. Pain is the only thing I know, growing up I was hit for small lies and arguments with my sister, I was never able to deal with my tears without being told “I’ll give you something to cry about” now I sit in my room and instead of crying I inflict pain on myself… as a punishment for how I feel. How I feel doesn’t matter, trying to tell someone about how I f » Continue Reading
Only one way outta here. I don’t want to die but it’s getting harder to live The only thing that seems to understand how I feel is this blade That familiar blade that left me feeling burnt to the touch » Continue Reading
I can't remember most of my life, even from the last two years Everything feels like a blur or something else.. It feels like everyone tells me a story about our past together or something that we loved as kids and I can't seem to remember that at all. I did that? I said that? When? But who was all there? Are you sur » Continue Reading
The promise I made I remember the night i made that promise, I was confident that I'd keep it... you made sure I'd be safe with myself but after a month that promise was broken. The pain, guilt and disappointment all set in after, I was still crying but it wasn't because of how I was feeling but because I remembered that promise and I broke it. I hones » Continue Reading
Tied up in knots, skin starting to rot… my wing withered and torn, the pain circulating through my spine as darkness fills my eyes, I can’t see but I can feel… everything feels so painful yet peaceful… the dark and the pain mixed in one filling my body with tears and laughter I can’t tell how to describe this feeling without sounding insane… the intense emotion that comes over me in this moment is... » Continue Reading
No one will understand the way I feel about my father…the pain of seeing him and hearing his name…the anger I feel when I see him happy after years of neglect from him…yet his two new sons are loved and cherished…I was just someone he wanted to mold into a version of himself and when I didn’t meet those expectations he didn’t want me anymore, the trophy he used to show his friends only to be put b... » Continue Reading
Clouds of blur, the white in her eyes are red with bags, hair curly and dark, hazel voids with sadness in them and pained skin that burns to the touch. She’s beautiful most people think, she’s wonderful…the way she smiles is just beautiful, the way her hair moves and looks is beautiful but..the beauty washes away once they see the darkness on her skin..the cuts that move up her arms to her shoulde... » Continue Reading