My Dearest Life...

(SEQUEL TO DEAR SUICIDE... 😉)Just face it: Life is hard. Period. The battle with suicide is over, but the war isn't...The story continues with heartfelt, relatable poems dealing with the everyday struggles of life.

Dear Suicide...

(#12 in Poetry- 3/5/17 |14 in Poetry- 2/28/17 |23 in Poetry- 11/18/16) Have you ever considered picking up a pen and writing to the one you fear most? Well, that's what I've done. When I write to my fears, It's oddly satisfying, because I know that they hear me - they answer back with life. PLEASE NOTE: This is NOT m...

Poetry of the Anonymous

The poetry of the anonymous who suffer through depression in silence; perpetually trapped within a purgatory of painful paradoxes.

Things I Could Never Tell You

Some things stay as they are, but others? They fall apart. And once upon a time, Stephanie Olsen and Tyler Scott were the best of friends. Once inseparable, now drifting apart. The more they grew separate, the more Stephanie's feelings for him increased and she wished she could tell him. But couldn't. As she watched...

shades of blue

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

This Is Everything I Didn't Say

This is everything I didn't say. Everything I didn't have the chance to say. When I didn't have the words to say with out breaking down. You'll probably never read this unless I showed it to your face. .

the art of

"I think you should -" "Correction: I am in my own body, with my own mind; you do not and cannot tell me what to do."

&.

a collection of thoughts that always abruptly en

therapy

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

zero

Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...