An anthem for those who self harm.
a poem written in 10 minutes about my anxiety lol idk
I've wanted to die. Needed to cry.
Please don't expect me to hide my depression.
A free verse poem about unwanted memories. About prompt: agitation. Thanks for reading. :) <3
I’m tired of being mentally ill. But I don’t get to get better.
He awoke, hands stained with blood.
this is the anatomy of anxiety
Her depression started when she was fourteen. She suffered from it immensely.
I wanted to die today. Just for a brief moment.
What is depression actually like?
I don’t know if I’ll trust again. I trusted my boss.
Showing some appreciation for the Commaful community with this piece Appreciating the clarity and relief it gave me.
I'm warning commaful that trolls are beginning to infiltrate our community.
mom, I really can't sleep.
Dark memories, that I can't quite remember.