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take a moment and think of someone who you knew and now is gone. do you miss them? do you cry for them? suicide is the worst thing in the world. so many people kill themselves because they used to get abused, they were lonley
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So I cry and cry; I pour my heart and soul out. I'm no longer numb. I am filled with pain. Anguish overcomes me. All the anti depressants i
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"Hey Jessica" my mom yells from the living room it scares me so bad i cut deeper then i mean to
by lilemogrl187
200 words, 7 comments,
on Jun 10 12:49 PM. In Alone, Cutting, Depressed, Emo, Life, Love, Sad, Suicide, Teen life
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Kira follows Lye all the way down to Hell.
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I’ve lived in this town for some time, but still the lack of connection or empathy I feel for these people is a stone wall that cannot be broken. They are they, and I am myself. Something about Ridgemount, the way the people
by circularmoose
500 words, 1 comment,
on Jun 10 1:04 AM. In Child, Demonic, Dirty, Hard life, Indifferent, Outcast, Prostitution, Suicide, Ugly
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The 22 deepest freshest cuts are because of him!
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As I stare out at the dark, stormy day; I have no hope.1
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by Kevan
300 words, 19 comments,
on Jun 5 12:40 AM. In Dark, Death, Depression, First person, Life, Love, Pain, Romance, Suicide
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Hera glared into my eyes forcefully, the gun pressed against the back of her own skull. I called to her, but she seemed to far away.There had to be a way to tell her Jonathan's death had been an accident, and that her boyfrie
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Darkness swarms and memories are the only thing flashing through my mind. Memories of pain, hurt, and sorrow. Voices overcome my soul, whispering, screaming, shrieking. Death is what they tell me, death is what they want..
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As I lie here bleeding, waiting for you,1
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I just now realized the ending sucked[so did alot of other people] so I edited it.
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Her life was entirely worthless. She verbally bullied her friends behind their backs. She never gave to charity. She only bathed once a day, and, worst of all, she bit her fingernails. Nobody wanted her. In her mind, living
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Why did he do this to me? How could he do this do me? It was all my fault and nothing could change that. It was unbearable!
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Money? Sex? He’s letting these—he’s allowing these—men, these pigs, fuck me. As long as he gets money out of it.
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by Atticus Unanimous
1900 words, 4 comments,
on Apr 29 7:50 PM. In Abuse, Death, Drama, Life, Pain, Sad, Society, Suicide, Young adult
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Short and sour. Hope it's what you wanted, and if not, have a quote from my favourite Ministry song-
"So What?"
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One housewive has had enough.
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Who knew shopping could be so dangerous?
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There are 10 minutes left in class. I’m tired and alone. Please somebody do something. I’m sitting where no one can see me. I’m cut off
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"Nice hat," I mutter. My eyes follow the boxes down the black counter. 1
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Am I to be sad when a lost love dies? What do we die for? (told in 1st person. Originally by a wolf, but could sound like a human speaker t
by Stormy Ann
500 words, 5 comments,
on Apr 11 3:35 PM. In Dark, Death, Die, Gloom, Life, Lost love, Murder, Regret, Sad, Suicide, Wolf
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"... as far as it means to me it is terminus vitae, the end of my life".
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Don’t disprove all of the evidence.
Murder took place, it’s clearly evident.
by Rinari
200 words,
on Apr 9 9:19 PM. In Crime, Dark, Death, Drama, First person, Hmm, Homicide, Life, Poetry, Suicide
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I was so jealous of Katherine she was beautiful; silky thick blond hair, perfect blue teardrop eyes and features like the statues of Greek
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It’s early. The sun has yet to descend on this world; the air, still groggy, awaits the liberation of warmth. If I were to step out right now, I’d smell the air; pungent, humid; and the silence would immerse me. I want to be
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Sometimes writing contests can be so grueling.
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This is my story Damien, except it is in his friend, Emily's point of view.
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They say the only people who can really hurt us is the ones we love....
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"Just one more..." she whispered while fumbling with her needle.1
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It was completely dark in the room as Makee stared up at the pitch black ceiling. There was a loud ringing in her ear from her parents yelling. "You bitch, you're worth nothing!" she could see her father say to her face, drun
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Poor girl 1 There is a poor girl out there,
by allie0
200 words, 3 comments,
on Feb 19 2:55 PM
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People can smile in the outside, but no one can tell how sad somebody might truly be in the inside.
by writeheart
100 words, 3 comments,
on Feb 15 3:43 PM
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