Truth And Consequences
He sighed deeply, depression and hopelessness at his situation clawing at him at equal intervals as he looked back up at the tars twinkling innocently above. "beautiful are they not?"
Filler
There was a cracked man, Who had a cracked heart, Something happened to this Cracked man, That made his Cracked heart much worse, He didn't understand, It didn't affect him, He just accepted, Now the cracked man... Is a broken shell of what he...
Filler
Dark nights Sad mornings Worrying afternoons Terrifying fears They never go away Dark nights They always comsume us Sad mornings They never become happy Worrying afternoons We always worry no matter what may happen Terrifying fears They...
My Life In Sorrow. Poem.
depression...
Change
Change. What defines change, Is it something unique, Or otherwise special? Can a person ever really change, Can one honestly admit that they aren't the same, That somehow something snapped, Or that some switch was flipped? Will I myself...
late night madness
Here I sit the broken shell of a man, I try to sleep but the waking world shall not set me free, all I am is trapped by my insanity. I close my eyes and darkness there, hopes and fears and pain beyond anything I have to compare it to. Alone, sad...
Darkness before me
Before me see a well cold and solid I try to escape it but still it beckons before it I stand prostrate and rejected but in its col dark depths I see my life reflected no mortal sin could bear the pain of events in my life dejected again and...
Poem: Just Now
This moment is precious. This moment is peace. This moment is hope, and kindness, and light. This moment is sadness. This moment is despair and darkness, yet life. This moment is kindness. This moment is the march of love amongst the...
Alone Among The Monsters
Alone Among The Monsters By Mantrid Brizon (08/20/2020) Alone I sit in this dank pit, But it wasn't always so, Long ago I once belonged, But with age came awareness, And with awareness came neglect, From those whom I never truly...
Blind
My writing group has weekly writing prompts that we can do to improve our skills. This week's being "It's been so long that I've forgotten what it was like." Thanks again to those in the Writing Corner for helping with this story. (Interested in...
Breaking Through
And on this day, she 'gan to move. And on this day, earth trembled. For on this day, both earth and sky, And stars, themselves, remembered. For music spoke, And music sang, And music doth remembered, That secret song, That secret heart, That...
pain
The depression, the anxiety, it all fades away temporarily. all i ever feel anymore is pain, i see everyone around me happy, i envy there joy. i can't remember a time i haven't relied on the pain to help me, the sting i feel from it.