My Descent Into Darkness
That’s what I feel like today. Like I am in a war zone. And I have no reason to be. My heart aches. I can’t stand being in my own skin. 341 more words
23 hours, 19 minutes
The Many Moods of Pop; an anxious, agoraphobic, 25 year old man.
So, as yesterday’s little poem stated, yesterday, I was angry.
But I was not angry and stupid, well, not COMPLETELY stupid.
I needed to hurt, I needed to feel something other than angry, so I got a hold of my spikey stress ball… 86 more words
2 days, 10 hours
Been stuck on this song since last night. Seems a bit dark but there has been this underlying tone of darkness for the last couple days for me. 959 more words
Between Dark Lines
I say, That isn’t me
Least not the me
I want to be
Then who are you
I can’t explain it anyway… 156 more words
2 days, 13 hours
I really don’t know where to begin with this blog. I guess I’ll start with HAPPY EASTER! I know it’s 1am-ish where I am but the though is still there. 1,769 more words
Today, I am angry and I don’t know why.
I want to shout and scream and punch and cry.
I want to bleed.
I want to feel pain. 82 more words
3 days, 2 hours
The Druid Bird
A few years ago my psych nurse really pissed me off- to be fair most of the things that she did really pissed me off, but this one took me to a whole new level. 547 more words
1 week, 1 day