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November 29, 2012


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The feeling of hopelessness doubt and anger shrinks the chest and the heart
The emotions pull at your core, making an ache that cannot be beaten out
No shout, no song can eject this infection
It clings and throbs slow and painful, like something heavy sits upon you
To breathe takes effort and pulls your ribs apart
The feeling to scream out, but unable to cry,
Wanting grieve but taken by wrath
Something wants to escape but it sits deep,
Like sand in water, stirring but settling layer after layer
Till your spirit is buried and its fire is quenched
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Stahi Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
:hughughuhghug: :/
Mattpwnsall Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Student Artist
I have been through that all too much
MysteryEzekude Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
What a coincidence. I just received a letter from my university putting me on a mental health suspension leave on the same day of his journal entry.
sonicXrainbowdash Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
hey, if you're down right now, i dont have much advice for you accept this:
do not start to cut.
it becomes an obsession. you cant stop.
then, day after day, you'll have the growing erge to just push down a little harder....
and end it all.
i know this first-hand, please dont start to cut.
and if you already have, dont push down.
i've failed suicides that way, and belive me,
cutting the life out of me was the most painful failed-suicide i've had.
Trotsworth Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
No worries, I'm not the cutting type ;)

sonicXrainbowdash Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012  Hobbyist Artist
ok. ^^ at least someone can resist cutting.
Omny87 Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
Your journal, it seems, is vague and depressing.
"Something's wrong," I might think, "Why are they distressing?"
A lack of specifics means this must be serious!
A break-up? Depression? Are you just plain delirious?
Yes, we get that you're sad, but you never say why!
Cut the drama and get to the point, you poor guy!
Yes, I'll help out my friends if they're life's getting rough,
But vague fragments and poetry aren't enough.
Tell us what's wrong, tell us why we should care,
Are you really in trouble or just blowing hot air?
'Cuz right now I really have no way to tell,
Since your writing came right out of Vague Journal Hell.
Trotsworth Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
Sorry Omny if vague were my thoughts
Work related it was, a deadline feared lost
Worthless and responsible we were made to feel
Hard worked belittled, our hearts were peeled

With time running short despair shook me down
Fear and depression upon my head did crown
I was emptied of drive
Lost the will to strive
Hopes crushed
Dreams dust

I spent most of my day wallowing in that mire
Unable to work yet unable to tire
Awake in my fear and dread
Paralyzed with hopeless regret
The want to just give up and walk away
The pain was too great, I had to say

But I had help from dear parents wise
Who broke the the binding evil soul-ties
Reminded I was of my talents and strengths
Reminded I was of the support greatly lent

Renewed and restored I am ready for the morrow
Thanks for the post and the theme that I borrow
Omny87 Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
This is probably the most unintentionally hilarious reply I've gotten. Seriously, I did not see this coming. Hopefully knowing you cheered me up will cheer you up as well.
Trotsworth Featured By Owner Nov 30, 2012
Every little bit helps, and yes I am smiling :D
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