Dark Days

Dazz
I am down in a hole.
I feel so low.
My hole body akes with the pain.
I am losing control.

Displaced Diva
My story. Wow, hard to sum up in 800 words.  My earliest memory is of talking to the wall. Yes, talking to a wall as though it was a close friend, a confidante.

Moonlight
My memories of my childhood are patchy these days for I now suffer with memory loss as part of a degenerative disease that is slowly progressing.

WAMM (Alone and Lonely)
I don't have a famous quote, or a way with words that will fill your heart. I am just me. I am alone, confused and feel the neverending sense of darkness creep into my being.

Shaun_Rae(Uniforms)
I was but only a little nipper when he took my innocence away. As life went on the nights got worse. I hate him he makes me hurt.

Stumpy (Why Do I Feel?)
Why do I feel so alone,
When all my friends are safe at home?
Why do I feel my life is a test?

Soulgirl (Ramblings)
Today I have been so overwhelmingly sad that I cannot eat. Right now my family is sitting at the dinner table eating while I type this in the next room.

Chiron (Ever End?)
Sometimes I think I'll be okay,
That I can make it go away.
And then I fail & fall again.
Realizing it may never end.

Lynn (Emptiness)
Close my eyes to see the night,
when I finally quit this fight
I open them and see the sun

Taylor (The Darkness)
I dream of being someone else
that's normal and secure.
Without the limitations
that people like me endure.

Zellex (Sometimes)
sometimes I think that if I
slashed cut and opened myself
to a purging of pain and a
surging of blood nothing would come out
I am  dry and hollow everything was
bled out of me long ago.

Drue (Am I You?)
To feel alone in today's world is sad
To express amounts of anger and to feel
and embrace the bad
To have the hurt sleep and wake with you
To look for medication just to get through

SadClown (Liar)
I hurt myself
I never cry
I hardly eat
and I tell lies 

Ben (The Pain)
I never slashed my wrists.
I never OD'd on drugs.
I didn't try to hang myself.
Or fill my head with lead slugs.

Sacredrose(Cut)
To cut is to punish myself. Hatred swirls in
my belly, I have visions of slashing myself,
I sit with a knife cut my arms, stomach, legs,
I crouch in a ball and pull my hair and punch
my face and head.

Don
I'm 50 this year. I was adopted when I was a baby, and have no idea who my real birth-parents are. Apart from that I have always felt anxious, lonely and depressed; (mother tells me from at least pre-school).