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Elegy for Bailey by lilbrowgirl, literature

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Elegy for Bailey

I remember the wide grin, cheesy like the Cheshire Cat, And his wise words, an open letter welcoming death; And how, once drunkenly calling, the honesty spilled from his lips. And he delighted in the wake of the words he left, A spider, silent, lurking in the corner, It’s legs weaving a web and ever present in a room. The air worked with him; The dust, it’s falling turning to dancing; And the walls set on the foundations of this home. Oh, when he was sad, he threw his words like they were toxic to his mouth, Even his mother could not find him; Hiding his face behind his tarot cards; Stirring her Christian beliefs. My moonshine,

An Open Letter To My Love by lilbrowgirl, literature

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An Open Letter To My Love

To the boy dating me: I know you are not him. I know you do not share his intentions. I know that you want to show me men can be good. That not all men are bad. But when you’re hands get lost in the pattern of my body and my eyes are closed I am lost in the past. When my faces changes four times in the span of a second I am trying to decide how it should look because I can not let it can not reflect the disgust that I am feeling. It is not you that disgusts me. It is him. My body is doing what it is supposed to do, but it did then too. I smile assuring you it's okay. After all you did nothing wrong. You only exist in my life whil

Suicide Contagion by lilbrowgirl, literature

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Suicide Contagion

I went to your funeral and there stood a man filled with despair. He was one of your other best friends. His eyes a magnifying lens. At your funeral my heart broke. The young man never spoke, but there was such emptiness in his eyes. A reflection of how I felt inside. He was there alone too like me, and I wanted to say something to Zachary. Maybe you wanted me to say hello. I didn't want to though. I pushed that feeling down to grieve you. I'm sorry, but now he's gone too. I understand why he did it, but I wish I didn't

D E S P A I R by lilbrowgirl, literature

Existential Depression by lilbrowgirl, literature

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Existential Depression

Would I call this a midlife crisis? I should hope my life is not halfway over. Don't you ever wonder why we exist? Are we only something leftover? Should I go or should I remain? After all, death is inevitable. What's the purpose of this? Everything seems so questionable. Do you believe all has a meaning? What about those who die of suicide? What does their death mean? To others is their death somehow applied? Why live when death will surely come? Others worry about the inquiries I make, but I only want my mind to change. How am I supposed to know it's a mistake? The more I learn the more I begin to tremble. For I am afraid of only reject

The trend by lilbrowgirl, literature

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The trend

All around she looks, There is no sound. No one to disrupt, She couldn't be found. It would break them, If they only knew. But for now she's safe, Looking at the dew. She tried it to see how it felt, Everyone was using the trend. Now it's a habit, That she can't seem to bend. She's at school, Her mom is at home. Every minute is aching, She feels near the edge of her dome. What if she finds the notebook, It holds all of her feelings. All her secrets, From all her life dealings. ~lilbrowgirl

We are we. by lilbrowgirl, literature

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We are we.

You are you, I am me. We are all, who we are to be. My mom yells, does yours too? I have flaws, don't you? We're all the same, but different too. I am me, but you are you. We are all different, you see? But also the same, how can that be? You are you, I am me. How are we both? You may not see. I look happy, with a smile. But inside sometimes, I may feel vile. Inside I'm similar, I feel things too. But I haven't been, through the same as you. So look deep down, and you'll see we're the same. Or look at the surface, we both have a name. So as you can see, I'm not you. But at the same time, I get it too... ~lilbrowgirl

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Elegy for Bailey by lilbrowgirl, literature

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Elegy for Bailey

An Open Letter To My Love by lilbrowgirl, literature

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An Open Letter To My Love

Suicide Contagion by lilbrowgirl, literature

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Suicide Contagion

D E S P A I R by lilbrowgirl, literature

Existential Depression by lilbrowgirl, literature

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Existential Depression

The trend by lilbrowgirl, literature

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The trend

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Breakdown by Sol4rBlitz, literature

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Breakdown

What are all these feelings for, If we feel nothing but pain? When you're dead as a door, But as light as the rain? Some of us feel nothing, So we're called "insane", But we become worth something, with a bullet in our brain. Some are met with voices Ever loud inside their brains, We aren't left with choices And so we turn to pain. We cut ourselves and hurt each other. We forever try to end it all. We have no friends, not even mothers And so we try to make the call. Nothing ever really matters, We cannot rely one one another. We stick knifes into our bladders, This is how ill die, my brother. Depression has us tied in knots, Anxiety plagues and kills our thoughts. Some think that we're okay, There's a reason for that gun i brought. "I'm gonna fucking end it all," My demons screech in sheer delight. "In class, or outside in the hall." I've decided that i'll lose the fight. Nothing ever really matters, When all we feel is pain. "Why do we live this life of ours?" Then we step into

Beautiful Catastrophe by FountainsOfMars, literature

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Beautiful Catastrophe

When you cry you look so pretty.. Like a tapestry Framed in flames Yes, i know you know this.. No one expects that'll ever change But i also know What we all think Doesn't matter to you, at all yeah, that's okay and so, anyway Be yourself Be a dream that bleeds Into the crevices Of your masterpiece Be.. Be a beautiful catastrophe And when The teardrops fall from your cheek They could crack any stone or brick they fall upon.. Yet, I'm still building a house at your feet You've just never known it's been me all along and no matter how much you disturb it I do hope you know you're worth it.. Be yourself Be a dream that bleeds Into the crevices Of your masterpiece Be.. Be a beautiful catastrophe You still consider a wish that, perhaps, Someday your tears could nourish One strong shoulder.. Your doubts are yours You're amazing, in fact.. I hope you'll see that when you're older maybe.. maybe someday You'll find some way.. To see

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I WILL BE by skaggzy, literature

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I WILL BE

I WILL BE I will break your fall, if you’ll vow to break mine too, Trust in me, for that’s the only breaking I’ll ever do, I will take your heart and cradle it like so, I’ll do my best to be the greatest love you’ll ever know, You can believe in me, your haven to be found, On tiresome days when you feel like coming unwound, I will be your voice when words seem to fail you, And I promise you this, my love will always remain true, I will never stray, even if it’s the fashionable thing, Because your love means more than a regrettable fling, I will forever be honest, because that’s just who I am, And I&#

natural phenomena by YouInventedMe, literature

Best Friends Forever by phnks, literature

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Best Friends Forever

There was a time when I performed lunch alone, Physically or mentally separated, My youth was a void best left underrated This depthless pit they threw me in, As any struggling animal would I climbed the slopes, Only to find them digging the pit deeper as I go It becomes hard to see far above, As the abyss turns to all you know- even as hands reach down to help A storm ensues buzzing around me, I rise above my hell only to sometimes fall, Straight down the hole I now helped recall ********** Then comes along a friend who makes you wish you were not dead, You ditch your prison, you throw down some dirt, You run away laughing, you build a

You by IntelligentZombie, literature

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You

i’ve never met someone (before you) who romanticized death with such zeal painting her as Goddess, as mistress, as mother you, center stage, spotlight focused you, waxing poetic from this rapidly spinning mortal coil, you prophesying her embrace as though (comfort craved and comfort earned) she would be a welcome burden but all you do, all you can do is cover up the truth with dirt in rusty spades (please admit it, it’d be so much easier if you just admitted you’re a child in the dark, with the monsters closing in and you’re so