The Occupation

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This has happened to me every night for the past thirty-six days. The pain started to twist in my stomach as the rose of darkness began to bloom in my eyes. I feel down onto my knees as I screamed out in pain. I rolled over onto my back as my chest heaved up and down and the darkness completely filled my vision.

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POETRY
My way of getting the feelings out. Volume I •Published very out of order• •Feedback is always welcome• •© 2013-2015• (Was Some of My Soul but I got tired of the flowery hipster name so) ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Cutting, depression, suicide, emotional/mental abuse, blood, maybe more.
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This Is My Life
I loved him, and he broke my heart.
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Everlong
My brain churns, twists around and pulls itself through it's other side. My thoughts cut through my skull, drip down my spine, and I shiver from the cold. My eyes widen, and my stomach goes sick.
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Titanic~ The Heart Of The Ocean
He was my beautiful guardian angel, and I needed him as much as he needed me. My hair was blowing in the cold icy air in slow motion, tears streaming down my wet cheeks in slow motion, even my breathing and thoughts where in slow motion; I gaze up at him, descending away from him..... I see his hands trembling, the tears at the corners of his eyes, I couldn't believe the unbearable pain I was feeling......
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Healing in the darkness
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The Story of How I Died
What if your best friend betrayed you? What if your crush liked your best friend? What if those were the main reasons why you committed suicide? This is my story.
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Bleed Me Out - A true Story of Psychological Abuse
This is a story. A true story. A story about what it's like to lose yourself because of someone else's words, or actions. A story about what it's like to be squeezed until every drop of self worth leaks from your body. A story about how someone else's influence can make you feel like you don't love yourself anymore. This is my story.
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At the End of All Things Me
A gathering of my thoughts from most recent going back a few years. My journey through the mental wreckage from having multiple heart attacks and all the emotions, anger, withdrawal that I have been through.
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Wave (Book 2)
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.
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POETRY

My way of getting the feelings out. Volume I •Published very out of order• •Feedback is always welcome• •© 2013-2015• (Was Some of My Soul but I got tired of the flowery hipster name so) ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Cutting, depression, suicide, emotional/mental abuse, blood, maybe more.

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