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2amthoughts art poems poetry selfdiscovery short-story writing

I'm poisoning myself 
But the monsters like it
So I let them have it 

I'm poisoning myself 
But the doctors don't know 
So I let the poison stay 

I'm poisoning myself
But the mirrors don't tell 
So I let them see 

I'm poisoning myself 
But the eyes don't pry 
So I let the poison burn holes 

I'm poisoning myself 
But the faces don't cry 
So I let the poison eat away
 -Laysa G.All Rights Reserved

2amthoughts art poems poetry selfdiscovery short-story writing

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Monsters Inside My Head ni the-silent-siren

WARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my first attempt at poetry. It will consist of shit that I've gone through/dealt with and ramblings from my screwed up mind. These works are purely fictional and not meant to be taken literally.

Singing With The Siren [A Fell!Sans x Reader] ni Headinthegalaxy

TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains themes of self-harm and suicide. If you are unable to handle these themes in your current state of mind, please avoid this story. I do not intend to glorify these experiences, it just happens I wrote most of this at a dark time in my life. Go drink some water, and, if you do insist on continuing, I will provide warnings at the start of those chapters. Please, take care of yourselves, and know that you are loved. "Two birds... on a wire. One tries to fly away and the other..." Y/n L/n, a young siren cast alone in the deep blue finds a shimmer of hope, a glimmer of light in the dark. This light comes, not as an angel, but as a brash skeleton, with a soft spot for oddities, throwing Y/n into a whirlwind of emotions as she tries to navigate the unsettled waters of her own soul. Hey there! You may recognise this story, I've been re-writing it for a while and it's finally ready! Please enjoy!

The Diary of Me ni lyssagibson

I have marked this story as "completed" but I don't know if it will ever actual be complete. This is my journal, my secrets, my thoughts. This is The Diary of Me.

Nobody Was Meant to See ni anuninspiredpoet

[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-

I Can't Hold on Anymore ni DeniskaTen

[Completed] [Rewritten] "I feel like I'm an artist. My brushes are my blades and my canvas is my wrist." First chapter sucks, but I think the rest of it is decent . . . ❗❗Trigger Warning❗❗ Mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, depression and suicide Started: November 11th 2019 Finished: March 24th 2020 Rewriting started: December 21st 2020 Rewriting finished: October 17th 2022 Best rankings: #1 in jincentric, #1 in beatup, #2 in bulimianervosa

Cuts. ni Hazzashiz

i drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the key, so this butterfly lived a short life, killed with fear, and a very sharp knife. -b.g [lower case intended.]

Eat The Poor ni SeannaTheStoryteller

I brought her here to keep her safe. I was supposed to bring her away from the killers but all I did was give her to them. Ps. All art is mine

Depressing Poetry ni Chronic_Insomniaxx

I write these poems when I hit my low points I hope if anyone reads this you enjoy #1 Sad Poems #2 Sad Poetry #2 Poem #1 Dark Poems

Wave (Book 2) ni Anniezie

I had survived the first. That was then; this is now. The blindfold of so many pills slowly died away and first though my finger then my head, a passion, a hurt and a need filled me as every moment was consumed with words; every breath with wisps of ink. But they were not all captured and somewhere in the deep abyss of living, lies the unspoken, almost unfelt feelings of decades in months. This is the half-empty account off all those nights from December through into the new year and the end of March. ...I pains me to share it. But it also makes it just not my problem anymore and that is something I long for- freedom and peace. Please note that all grammatical and linguistic, as well as those in punctuation and spelling or placing of words were intentional. If you LIKE this and want me to write a commentary on each poem and picture (as in my previous collection Apfel), please show me in comments and votes :) PLEASE DO NOT COPY any of the poetry or pictures.

She -in editing- ni hannaheh12

"She showed other people how poor of a person I was and they bullied me right alongside her. It only got worse from there. The day I attempted suicide, she had told me to kill myself." Warning: some parts can be triggering I wrote this back in 2016 so it is CRINGEY. You have been warned.

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Monsters Inside My Head

WARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my first attempt at poetry. It will consist of shit that I've gone through/dealt with and ramblings from my screwed up mind. These works are purely fictional and not meant to be taken literally.

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