10-18-2017, 04:05 AM
the intro goes here n shit
maybe something poetic
[also! please don't post, merci]
[spoiler=DEMONS INSIDE]//Aimee Jones
It's hard to explain those
demons inside,
the daily struggle,
the daily ride.
When will they go?
When will they end
these terrible thoughts
that they send?
They make me
hate myself.
They fill my head
with torture and doubt.
I'm tired of crying,
I'm tired of trying,
I wish I could believe
those demons were lying.
It's a constant battle
between them and me.
I just want to end it all
and be free.[/spoiler][spoiler=LOST IN PAIN]//Steff
Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.
It's hard to explain
Without being considered insane,
So I've kept to myself
Until I realized I need help.
Even the weekends seem to be a chore.
Putting a smile on my face as I walk out the door.
Wanting to run away,
But where can I go?
Around people or not, I still feel alone.
I cry all the time now.
I used to think I was strong.
Now it's a struggle just to hold on.
To make it through the day
Without an odd look my way
Or someone asking me if I'm okay.
But maybe it will do me good
To let someone help if they could.
Just one hug is all I need.
Just one person that cares is all I plead.
And then I might get through another day
Of waiting for my anger and pain to fade away.[/spoiler][spoiler=CURL UP AND DIE]//terri
my pain runs so deep I feel like it is inside of me
running through my veins
carving me up as it goes
I don't want to feel like this
but does anybody care?
I doubt it
I'm a liability
that's all
nobody cares
they've just had enough of me
so I curl up inside my house
and have people say
come out you're boring
come see the world
but I don't want to!
I'm scared.
of what? I don't know
everything!
I look at the pills
and contemplate doing it
but I'm too scared
so I just curl up and cry wishing I had the bravery to die.[/spoiler]
maybe something poetic
[also! please don't post, merci]
[spoiler=DEMONS INSIDE]//Aimee Jones
It's hard to explain those
demons inside,
the daily struggle,
the daily ride.
When will they go?
When will they end
these terrible thoughts
that they send?
They make me
hate myself.
They fill my head
with torture and doubt.
I'm tired of crying,
I'm tired of trying,
I wish I could believe
those demons were lying.
It's a constant battle
between them and me.
I just want to end it all
and be free.[/spoiler][spoiler=LOST IN PAIN]//Steff
Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.
It's hard to explain
Without being considered insane,
So I've kept to myself
Until I realized I need help.
Even the weekends seem to be a chore.
Putting a smile on my face as I walk out the door.
Wanting to run away,
But where can I go?
Around people or not, I still feel alone.
I cry all the time now.
I used to think I was strong.
Now it's a struggle just to hold on.
To make it through the day
Without an odd look my way
Or someone asking me if I'm okay.
But maybe it will do me good
To let someone help if they could.
Just one hug is all I need.
Just one person that cares is all I plead.
And then I might get through another day
Of waiting for my anger and pain to fade away.[/spoiler][spoiler=CURL UP AND DIE]//terri
my pain runs so deep I feel like it is inside of me
running through my veins
carving me up as it goes
I don't want to feel like this
but does anybody care?
I doubt it
I'm a liability
that's all
nobody cares
they've just had enough of me
so I curl up inside my house
and have people say
come out you're boring
come see the world
but I don't want to!
I'm scared.
of what? I don't know
everything!
I look at the pills
and contemplate doing it
but I'm too scared
so I just curl up and cry wishing I had the bravery to die.[/spoiler]