Despondency Stories

We fell into the hands of fate.

A story that captivates the acidic filter of reality and the psychological bruises that remains for a lifetime.

beau rêveur ~ Compilation of my f*cking thoughts.

Somebody had been leaving notes around my house. They're starting to freak me out.

For there is hope, even for an inmate on a death row Then why are you so disheartened, don't you believe in the Word? Joy you find as heavens drop snow For a sign from G...

"There were men who believed they were endowed with the aptitude and finesse to save an impaired yet beautiful soul from the erosion of reality by pulling him into...

"The swan song is a metaphorical phrase for a final gesture, effort, or performance given just before death or retirement. The phrase refers to an ancient belief th...

Poem

Just some poems I've written that I thought were okay, so why not share?

Something quite similar to a poem. This is about a girl I know, And I know that alot of people can relate to this. I suck at description, please no hate.

“Depression is a prison where you are both the suffering prisoner and cruel jailer." - Dorothy Rowe

Locked up inside, the mind speaks to you. Sometimes, it tells you of your past wishes, sometimes it becomes the cause of your spirals, and even more times, it allows you...

"Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be Kind. Always." - Robin Williams This is just a start of a small book with some poems I wrote...

An archive of the divide in my mind.

A Fictional Blog about the abuse at a everyday workplace.

"A word into the silence thrown always finds it echo somewhere where silence open hidden lexicons."