|One of the deepest best (in my opinion) pictures I have ever done|
FriendshipIt is late at night. You are sitting next to me.Friendship by kml91225
Every guard is lowered by the lack of eye contact.
My eyes stay on the winding double yellow.
Your pupils dance in the ghost reflections on the windows
Your watching the world rush past as you listen.
I feel like I can breath, even with all the powerful words bouncing around.
There is more space in this car than in most friendships.
I have turned down the heavy bass laced soundtrack,
And spent the last ten minutes relaying stories.
Not everything I say is the happiness I show others
But I am bragging that I am some kind of healthy.
When I am calm and emptied of the darkness
that's been clawing at my insides for weeks
I glance at you and there is a smile waiting for me.
There is something in that smile that is pure kindness.
Something rare and special. You care.
There is love in you, for other humans despite the darkness.
My thoughts wander to you in my boyfriends kitchen
You are grinning at me over a cook
Rough Around The EdgesMaybe I am not your weakness.Rough Around The Edges by kml91225
But at 2am when I am empty
And feeling alone.
You are mine.
I long for the comfort of a human
Of your warm body close to my skin
I close my eyes and imagine
Your controlled breathing
You act as if any sudden movements
Will send me flying out of bed
And far away from that warm little room.
I want you to know
I don't scare easy.
Among all the whispers
I want to hear you say goodnight
And hear all the other voices
Go absoltely silent
Tonight at 2am
I want the peace
Your presence brings.
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|One of my favorite pieces because I had so much to say and it reflects exactly what it's saying|
Affect, Skittish, SchizophreniaSchizophrenia; a splitting of the mind. A snow globe that shattered, splintered, razor sharp glass breaking into shards.Affect, Skittish, Schizophrenia by Rosary0fSighs
Bipolar; two sides. Shifting sands. Extremes, chaos, pain, nerve endings white hot with blue flames of agony. Two poles, two hemispheres. One fathomless and dark, one burning with the liquid magma sun light of galaxies inside my bones, burning up into a black hole, eating itself alive.
Brain; two halves. Long division of two lobes, one soft pink globe, split through the centre.
Night and day, day and night.
One zygote that divided into twins; her, and I. I first split in the womb. I’ve been splitting my whole life.
I am simultaneous; both sides of the same coin. When I first attempted suicide, I was trying to unite into one absolution; nothingness. The argument is always the same – heavy and laden and irrational and rational all at once. “If you truly loved us, you’d fight to stay alive.” But the reverse rings weightlessly and unu
EmoFor all who call us differentEmo by Viidith22
I tell them to back off
As I support my scars
The burden and convenience
To be one left alone
To be befriended by those who understand
To be pulled down to darkness
With others joining around
Their scars held high
We've heard it before
"Why live at all?" We are asked
With the retort; "Why do you?"
I have seen the highest peaks, and the darkest depths of a life worth living.
Wait your turn, you will experience the pain shown on our tattered skin
You will cry out for a companion, and we will leave you be
To leave you in darkness, as we step towards the dawn
Our scars glistening in the light
You say we are in the wrong
Who is unloved now?
I'm barely ever on here anymore but I noticed that I haven't updated this in 3 years because my age was WAY off. Hello I'm Kristin. I am currently an EMT working for an ambulance company and I love it. Also a part time student getting my pre-recs done for nursing school but still considering other options. I just accepted a new job and will work in an ER for one of the countries best hospitals. I am still with the same boyfriend of 5 years now. His name is Ryan, and I love him like crazy. I have been through a lot of things but I'm coming out of them and on the path of healing. I still write but I have less of a need to share so much of it.|
Current Age: 20, Current Residence: MA, Favorite genre of music: Country, Alternitive, Hardcore, Metal, Favorite style of art: writing and poetry and photography,
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