maybe I can live…

I

sure hope

that when I

die my brain and

heart stop so that I

no longer have thoughts or

any emotions. Maybe I can finally

stop dying and finally stop

feeling and  wishing I were

dead. Maybe when I die, I’ll

finally be alive, for the very first time.

externalized pain.

All these scars

Are caused by the outside.

Surrounded by stars

As she hurts inside.

All the dark

Has covered the light.

Her small heart

Just isn’t right.

She’s externalized her pain

It appears on her skin.

So does her shame

So do the tears that flow down her chin….

Ignorance is Bliss

I sure wish I didn’t know

The terrible words I’ve heard

I wish no one ever told me

I was ugly or was stupid.

I wish I had no mind

Because then I couldn’t think

I couldn’t interpret the evil

Ways of other human beings.

Not Enough.

I could grab all the sun’s heat

And all the happy feet

I could grab all the moon’s light

And the strongest man’s might

I could gather all the king’s gold

And all the courage and bold

I could gather all the eyes

And stare at you surprised

 

It still wouldn’t be enough for you…

anxiety.

Big crowds make me lose my breath,

I feel my heart beat in my chest

I can’t speak in presentations or debates

Otherwise I’ll sweat and violently shake

A bunch of thoughts run, I scratch at my skin

Negative messages to my mind’ve been sent

I’m stuck in a state; I’m having an attack.

When will anxiety leave and give my life back?

A (Not So) Daily Dose: August 14, 2013

Woah. It’s time to take on hypocrisy. I’m going to try and keep this simple (I think I say that often here…? I don’t know). We are all hypocrites. We all do things we don’t want others to do. We all say things we don’t want others to say. We all think things we don’t want others to think. In my mind, humanity is synonymous with hypocrisy. It’s a way of life. Calling someone a hypocrite… automatically deems you a hypocrite. I’m not glorifying hypocrisy or hypocrites but disliking hypocrites is like disliking humans. We’re all human…unless you’re a misanthrope like me and you just hate everybody. In that case…continue.

– meghavor.