An anthem for those who self harm.
Some nights are longer than others.
This is a simple piece for all those lovely people who are having a sad day, hope you guys enjoy it, 💜❤💖💖
-An old write from some darker times, with my own colourful photograph I was lucky to witness.
I’m tired of being mentally ill. But I don’t get to get better.
This is something I wrote a long time ago, but I thought it related to today's prompt. It's about being stuck in the cycle of depression. Thank you for reading :) <3
Set me free.
No description is necessary; the words speak for themselves.
this is the anatomy of anxiety
Her depression started when she was fourteen. She suffered from it immensely.
Another personal poem about being a goose (foolish person) when you think you can't find happiness. Hope you enjoy. :) <3
A sad, emo-tastic poem. TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide
I wanted to die today. Just for a brief moment.
What is depression actually like?
Do you know what it is like to be scared of your own thoughts?
I don’t know if I’ll trust again. I trusted my boss.