Before I Blackout
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  • Reads 1,711
  • Votes 72
  • Parts 82
  • Time 50m
Ongoing, First published May 23, 2021
My best work is done when I'm on the edge of blacking out, when you finally stop trying to pretend you have a grip on what runs though your mind, you should try writing with your eyes half closed and your mind wide open. 

This may be an on going project I may never finish or may decide to move certain works to different places depending on how this goes. I always have new ideas popping up here and there, I wanted a place I could put them all for others to read and maybe gain new perspective, learn from the things I write about or simply just enjoy mindless reading even if it's just jumbled emotional words. Some of these I wrote in high school...I'm sure you could tell...some of these could be as recent as yesterday. New ones will be thrown into the mix could be everyday day or every once in awhile, some nights I get decent sleep, but on the ones I can't...you might get lucky 😉
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Something Mending -- VOL 1

127 parts Complete Mature

Of Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength, that exist within time, but lasts forever. Of Sadness, sadness that always returns, Of Trauma, trauma that runs in deep, and the art of dying, every time. Of Scribbles and rambles, unsaid words and sealed pain. Of Life, Love, Pain, Sadness, Trauma. Of the art of rising like a phoenix, every time. Of Anxiety and Paranoia. Of Anything bad, Of Everything good. This is a story of a girl, it's a continuous one. A story of a sad girl, very lonely, but beautiful, intelligent and strong. She's a self sabotaging narcissistic girl, but also a talented, skilled and brave girl. She is riddled with anxiety and depression, but somehow finds ways to get up each morning, thinking of beautiful things. She has loved and lost, hurt and being hurt. She has not lost herself, but she has not find herself either. This is the life of a girl, laid before you in poems and thoughts. Here is a piece of me, and in here, undoubtedly, you will find pieces of yourself too. I am a mess, but aren't we all? | formerly SOMETHING BROKEN |