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IceAs he wandered hopelessly on the ice field, he heard the faintest popping noises of little cracks forming, but he knew that these little cracks would one day grow and shatter the ice that he walked upon, dumping him into the cold sea, alone and despairing.Ice
And yet he kept walking, because there was no way to turn back. somewhere in the distance flickered a little bit of light. sometimes it was there, sometimes it wasn't.
He took another step and fell through the ice. except, there wasn't water down there. there was a cavern with icicles. and someone else. &n
by ~SvartRifter
NightThe silky night is my sanctuary.Night
The burning violets of my past, still glaring at me.
Black cats are my angels, hissing at the moon
and my nights are thoughts of romantic tragedy.
by ~SvartRifter
Bitter BloodA river of blood is the result of your departure. You've left me to drown in it. The joyous knife used to commit the grievous deed is one that you yourself have held. Sorry won't cut it, but anguish will. It streams down my leg fast as a faucet. You had the power to lock the faucet handle down, but the key to that lock lies in simple truth, which you refuse to put forth. Blood is everywhere and its acidic taste begs for more. Nobody can give me answers, so I've stopped asking. Get out...get out and let me drown.Bitter Blood
by ~SvartRifter
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DepressionI've heard so many people tell those who suffer depression to just 'cheer up.' I wonder if they can really believe that it’s that simple.Depression
Depression isn't just sadness. It is emptiness, it is misery. It is pain and nothingness at once. When you are truly depressed you lack the ability or will to cheer yourself up. No one just ‘has depression.’ You suffer from it. This is depression:
You will wake at 5, 6, maybe 7am, feeling as though you had only just fallen asleep. It’s likely you did. If you don't have to be somewhere, you could lie in bed for another 3 hours...too tired, too miserable and pathetic to crawl out of
by ~pixijane
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Oh where, oh where can he be?
With his feathers cut short and his wings cut long
Oh where, oh where can he be?
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