Close but no Cigar

Photo by Irina Iriser on Pexels.com Sit at the lake and write. Writing is the only thing that makes sense anymore. I can't tell anyone how I feel because they don't either care or really listen and if they are listening they try to make you feel better and it is good intentions on their… Continue reading Close but no Cigar

Self Harm you didnt know was Self Harm

Photo by it's me neosiam on Pexels.com I realize I hurt myself over and over again. It is literally SOMETHING every day to help me either pass out and forget the world or get up and going and have fun. I cant seem to find the correct balance in life or at least I cant… Continue reading Self Harm you didnt know was Self Harm

Light Up

Photo by Yash Lucid on Pexels.com It's cold as hell as I sit out at this lake. This used to be my spot. The spot where I created my most sincere and darkest poems. I used to keep a journal out hereon my daily struggle. From 2013-2016, 4 years, I had wrote my thoughts and… Continue reading Light Up

Hell Invading

Photo by Skitterphoto on Pexels.com ......Enough about my day to day routine. Lets talk about these urges. No I have not used. It has been about 2 or 2 1/2 months since the last time I put that white powder in my nostrils. I never really felt like I had to keep doing it but… Continue reading Hell Invading

A Slippery Slope

Photo by George Becker on Pexels.com The next few days after a self mutilation episode are the hardest. All the guilt sets in and you are left to deal with the repercussions. From my personal experience about one hundred times, that guilt can either fester into shame and spiral you down the depression slide or… Continue reading A Slippery Slope