Sometimes I can't sleep. Sometimes I can't eat. Sometimes I can't calm down. Sometimes I can't stop thinking. These times are usually the times when I'm awake in my room, laying on my floor in front of my window submerged in the heat of my blankets. All of my body is under blankets and sweaty except for my head, poking out and looking at the stars if there are any. I like to think. I enjoy thinking about the wonders of life. How we ended up here, if there is an after life. Each night I think of something different. I am not going to say that these things I think about bring peace to my mind. I am not going to say that because thats a bold face lie. They actually bring me much frustration, anxiety, and sometimes panic attacks. So no, my thoughts are not peaceful. They drive... [Read More]
Tags: Thoughts, Sleepless, Nights, ImaginationI'm just putting my first name so maybe it will be remember. i have a mental illness and deal with sadness,depression and suicidal thoughts on a daily basis. i was at a low point when i first made this, but i hope you can see the beauty deep within falling...falling into darkness...it feels like i have been falling for days,with no end. i land gently on my back, finally an end.where am i...to dark to see...but something to hear. a kaw. a crow lands gently on my shoulder. some say that help lost spirits find the path to the afterlife...now i understand where i am, and a shiver runs down my spine. the crow, watch keeper of the fallen, starts to fly away. "wait for me!", i yell in a frightened and panicked state. i follow the crow for what seemed for miles, the only life that could stray my... [Read More]
Tags: Dream, Depression, Imagination