And it comes and it cripples me whenever it wants.My body and mind,my heart included are like a house without a guard to look over.The burglar just comes anytime he wants and takes whatever he likes...

I sheded.I slitted.I wrote.
Every single one of them eased my pain for moments.But at the end of the day it was all that was in my power.No amount of blood or Tear or words could cease the pain.Even knowing that I still might find asylum in them.
-Yeab T🌘-

(Another session with my psychiatrist)
I have been living with this my entire life.As a child I didn't play much with children.Other children laugh and their heart smiles.I laugh and my heart aches.I always find myself running from place to place without ever having to feel at home.I longed for my mother's arms to be my light house.I witnessed her disgust from her eyes.Bunch of people who seemed like they laughed since never sat beside me in the cold silent house with their dull eyes staring at the ground,later to fall on it seeking happiness till their knees were bruised in front of the almighty.My body grew and became tired of my soul.The cracks in my heart widened.I don't think this depression came now.I think It was always in me.I think it is me.I THINK I AM THE DEPRESSION.
-Yeab T🌑-

Have you ever choked yourself?

When the song plays it awakens my demons

I hope I find peace within myself I hope it exists

I want to be more than the sadness running through my arteries.

It is okay to pull back the pieces of yourself you shared because you currently have enough of you to keep fighting.

The darkness and the silence surround me.

Listen to the pain.pain teaches us who we are.

I struggle everyday to find lost pieces of myself.
It is not easy.
Some days I feel every fracture inside me.
People say you can start over everyday.
True.maybe.
But you have scars.The aftermath of old wounds.
Whatever you become you will carry those scars.
-V🖤-

Call me names and disdain me but I will still run to those same arms that hurt me...long for their touch and wish for the days my lips taste the sweetness of theirs

I can't seem to fight this desire to suffocate myself and of being unconscious...

If you cannot tell the truth about yourself,you cannot tell it about other people.

Before I die I want to _____________
@abditorybot
@YeabT29
What is your answer?

Before I die I want to live.Before I die I want to breath an air of complete peace.
-mine-

Shadows don’t grow in the darkness.

Please teach me how to lose a fight with my self or will i keep this crown of pain circling my pleasure
With sad ending thoughts while it’s a fairy tale that i deserve

I have forgotten how sharp the sword of happiness is and just with a smile in my life a part she took she delayed my tears

Ebne_hakim

How did I become this weak?
How did I give words the power to break and rebuild me?