Title: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on June 28, 2018, 03:01:29 pm WARNING! This thread may contain severe depressive text! Do read at your own risk. If you can't handle these kind of things, better don't.
You're my favorite thing Wondering and think Hurt me, if you can You're my favorite star Wondering how far I made a big mistake I hurt her, but I didn't know I hurt her, 'cause I can't let go I hurt her, 'cause she's a killing joke I hurt her, but I didn't know I hurt her, 'cause it's time to go, to face the cold within I will hurt you in the morning I will love you in the night You're my sweetest thing Something strange begins Hit me with your thoughts You're my favorite star I will rape your heart Some cruel and ugly things I hurt her, but I didn't know I hurt her, 'cause I can't let go I hurt her, 'cause she's a killing joke I hurt her, but I didn't know I hurt her, 'cause it's time to go, to face the cold within I will hurt you in the morning I will love you in the night (What my anxiety said if it could talk >.<) Title: Re: Anxiety Post by: Serj Eason on June 28, 2018, 03:55:14 pm I hate anxiety :D It's dispersed considerably since I gave up caffeine but it can still hurt me..!
Title: Re: Anxiety Post by: Leanne Martin on June 28, 2018, 04:11:58 pm I hate anxiety :D It's dispersed considerably since I gave up caffeine but it can still hurt me..! Yeah it's bloody bollocks >_> I really don't want to give up caffeineTitle: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on June 28, 2018, 07:25:02 pm I know you will miss me
Even if you have to go now No more violins when we kiss I just didn't know it'll come I hope my words don't make it worse Just forget your pride for once! I know you still love me! So this was it all? Like in a lovesong Can't we find a solution? Like in a lovesong The opportunity is just too small. Like in a lovesong But I only love you So much has become a habit But that is always the danger Routine has taken its place Until you couldn't take it anymore I know you will miss me I already miss you I miss the violins, miss to kiss you Nothing on this world that could replace you Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on July 06, 2018, 07:58:33 pm A dead body floats in the pond.
My glance fell on her, I saw her right away. A dead body floats in the pond. Was it an accident, or was it a murder? She floats on her stomach. And from here it looks, she might just dozing. A peaceful scenery she looks like she's redeemed. A dead body floats in the pond. I sit on the grass, a dog walks pass me. A dead body floats in the pond. I'm sure someone will inform the police. I'd like to show her to you, but you're not here. Suddenly you vanished, I hope nothing happened to you. A dead body floats in the pond. I sit in the shade, and just keep watching her. A dead body floats in the pond. She has your figure and she wears your shoes. I get a bit sad, why, I don't know. I think, a bit, she reminds me of you. A dead body floats in the pond. Is someone searching for her? Is someone missing her? A dead body floats in the pond. I would like to ask you if you know who she is. I waited for days for you and I wonder where, where could you be? I don't give up, that you at least write or call. A dead body floats in the pond. I keep wondering, why no one does anything. There is no dead body in the pond. Because I digged up a hole, in the deepest night. I carried her to the grave. She was soaked and so cold, yet still it was nice. It was pretty dark, I didn't see her face. I don't know where you are now, but I hope you don't forget me. Until you'll come back, that's how long I'll wait, for you... Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on July 13, 2018, 05:33:14 pm The morning sets, I'm awake.
I lay in bed and start to think. My heart is full, but someone's missing. I'd like to told you so much more. Being sad makes no sence. The sun keeps shining after all. But that is what is shit, the sun it shines, like it doesn't matter. It's getting bright, I feel empty. I wished, it wouldn't be like that. You never stand, back at my door. The sun it shines. I hate it for it. Being sad makes no sence. The sun keeps shining after all. That makes the pain oh so brutal, the sun it shines, like it doesn't care. And if you sweat or if you freeze, and if you dwell into madness, if you waste alone in the mud. The sun it shines, like nothing happened. It's not like in a movie, the hero dies last there, so you don't have to bear to long, without him by your side. It's not like in a movie, you can't just leave, and you can't just rewind, to just not see the end! Being sad makes no sence. The sun keeps shining after all. But that is what is shit, the sun it shines, like it doesn't matter. I don't know what the future brings, and if this might sound corny: I have cried for you tonight. I wish that the sun shines for you... Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on July 25, 2018, 08:47:45 am What do they see when they look at me?
Who are they to judge me If they never spoke with me Never looked without laughing Never tried to see, see me I can't believe that it is only me The person to hate The only left out I can't believe how they can be so mean If they could feel the brutal stings of their words And the bitter cold when they laugh Once more I'm running Running away, I must hide Can't take anymore A fight to free me from an endless struggle with life Running, tell me how far should I go If they're all the same This fight I'm fighting my way through I don't really want to be like them The way they behave The way that they live I don't really need someone No people like that Someone in a world with wars and respite A world without the feeling I must be running Come enter, here's my world Closed off from pain and cold Come enter, come inside A secret place of light 'Cause in this world I'm rid of you, you can't get through So here I am and I'm beautiful and all my friends would say the same So here I am; and you cannot deny that I am someone you'd embrace I am the queen; I'm pure and loved by everyone Come enter, here's my code Through the world wide wire you'll know The queen of her own world My story; meet my life So now you see, there is another me Not someone insecure and strange My father's will in here, it doesn't mean a thing And I don't fear his violent rage I am the queen; you know I'm loved by everyone Come enter, here's my code Through the world wide wire you'll know The queen of her own world Stop dreaming and wake up Your silly world is not what's real This world of fake friends and computers, digital deceit This cyber wall is built to break out or hold The choice is yours, will you dream or see what's real? Oh...no, no more Just let me be alone with myself These conflicting thoughts increase my doubts I am the queen, I must be loved! This so-called 'wall' is there to protect a life controlled by keys, closed off from pain and cold My mind is under an attack, although no one sees My past is pounding in the back of my memories It's always there to poison my mind with all I do Feelings I know so well seem to come back as if nothing's ever changed Fear was one of the reasons to crawl away into a world I lost I know the rules, I play the game but somehow it always stays the same In spite of my will, in spite of my hope, in spite of it all Nothing will change, nothing is done for the victim I am forced to remain Cause these days make you feel, and you are on your own Study, work hard, marry, reproduce and become the perfect model Can you stand the test of time if life is a vicious circle without the mirror of another path So for those who believe in this life spin right on the circle must be round Every turn has its vortex, you'll drown if nobody warns you and shows you another circle of life Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on July 26, 2018, 06:49:53 pm Sitting in a dark room
Glancing at the bloody tool Will you cut it and be done with? End the circle Do it! Do it fast! No one will shed a tear You're worthless Miserable! Disgusting! You should never have been born They told you, over and over Hiding in your fantasies Like a child, pathetic and weak Or take the pills and take a bath Slowly drift away Until you are breathless Forever and ever, free You're scared, you shake Let the tears flow Taste the salt Vanish, no one will miss you Drown yourself in alcohol Drink yourself to sleep You can do it, just swig it And another, and another But no, you can't Because you're after all Just a miserable something Worthless, weak, useless No one will be with you Except for me, forever I will never fade No matter how much you try I'm here to take you I'm here to rape you Poison your mind Intoxicate your thoughts What is that you say? You love her? That angel of yours? Pathetic, weak, useless! You couldn't tell her then You can't tell her now She wouldn't return it It's dumb - you're dumb Come and let it go It's a nice day to die Goodbye cruel world It shall be your last goodbye Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on August 12, 2018, 10:41:07 pm Grey wind blows around the corner,
doesn't care for house nor man nor tree. Fog is follows many roads. Coldness wraps itself around me. The heart goes tired, and slowly the blink of the eyes. The feelings drift slowly in life's dark grave. All lust is frozen, behind walls as thick as ice. Nothing remembers of happiness, only longing silently breaths. Grey wind blows around the corner, blows me sadness in my face. My luck it has gone with a scare, Emptiness and almost no light. But as much as I feel it, that I'm being left out, I only left myself, for the search of a greater sense. Many people I once served, effort, success and vanity... Just for myself I forgot in the sea of emptiness this time. What I searched, I couldn't find, the place was chosen poorly. Outside I can't find, what is missing in my heart. Only I can give, what the heart wants. Love, appreciation, life - all is just in reach. It is time to go home, to the door of my heart, 'cause luck it waited a long time, only my heart knows who I am. Grey wind blows around the corner, doesn't care for house nor man nor tree. Only the sun can make it go away, the sun and my confidence and you. (in appreciation of Pickles, that you are always there for me :-* ) Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on August 17, 2018, 04:50:32 pm Something infests me when I'm alone
it's lunacy I want to vomit, spit out my life so queer is seems Retract your reverence and slander me I'm the traitor of mine a close-up picture of my lost chastity there's nothing left of me anymore And no rain can wash away those bloody tears as sweet sounds of destruction reach my ears red lips like roses call my name but laughter is all the woman of now hears In gloom I wander, it batters me though I subsist of it the smell of incense arouses me abeyance maddens me A ginger sunset is my caress as I expire as music's fading I fade within there's nothing left of me anymore And no rain can wash away those bloody tears as sweet sounds of destruction reach my ears red lips like roses call my name but laughter is all the woman of now hears Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on August 21, 2018, 06:16:53 am I'm drowning.
I look around at everyone going past and suddenly I can't breathe. It looks so easy for them, Going about and laughing, Having the time of their lives. Why is it so easy for them? I'm drowning. But then, Then I think of you. I think about our times spent. I remember walking together, I remember nights together, I remember movies together, I remember how it all started. I'm drowning. But then I think of you. I begin to wonder, Am I really drowning? Not when I have you. Then I realize, I'm losing you, And these pleasant memories? They turn to bitter reminders of once was. So maybe, Maybe I am drowning. Because without you, I can't breathe. Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on August 21, 2018, 04:15:32 pm He traps me like a prisoner.
Never lets me see the light. Never lets me go. He keeps me up at night. Numbness runs through my veins when he's around. He's got me locked in chains and I can't break free. He's got his control pushed into my mind. He is so close to just killing me. He beats me constantly and drives everyone away. He locks me away in my cell, whom size is so small. I can't barely move or breathe. The chains bury deep in my body, and he doesn't care at all. Yes he's like a needle constantly poking into my flesh. I barely get fed and no-one comes to see me. My heart is constantly sore and my eyes always so red. Everyday I try and escape, I search around for a key. My attempts are worthless just like myself. The light keeps dimming and my hope is fading. He leaves me a noose close by. Suicide is something I've been contemplating. But I won't because I know that's what he wants. The sick man only tightens his chains every time he comes around. I thrash and scream for help but no-one hears me. He eventually gagged me so I can't make a sound. Now I lay here empty, dying, and broken on this cold, dark, stone floor. I won't give up just yet though, I can't. He's a snake tightening his grip. My heart is wilted just like a dying plant. He can't keep me prisoner forever. I will fight my way out. I will tear these chains away and turn on the light. I will no longer be a victim to his doubt. This man, the in prisoner, once told me his name. He came forward one day and whispered it low. "My name is depression." That's when I knew I could tell him no. Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on August 25, 2018, 02:39:08 pm Whenever I visit you, I feel without boundries
Everything else seems so far away from here I like the silence, between all the trees here It seems like peace on earth really exists It is a nice path, which leads so unsuspicious to you Yes, I like it, because it seems so bright and friendly I brought some flowers, don't know if you like them Back then, you probably would have enjoyed them If you don't like them, don't bother anymore They will be put away, for sure, sooner or later How I feel, you ask this question every time I am okay, don't want you to worry too much And so I talk to you like always Just like we did in the past Like we had all the time in the world I feel you so close to me Can hear your voice in the wind And when it rains, I know you sometimes cry Until the sun shines. Until it shines again I have to greet you, from the others They still think about you a lot of time And your garden, it really blooms these days Although one sees, that it misses you a lot And there still come letters, thick adressed to you Although everyone knows, that you moved away And so I talk to you like always And I promise to you One day, we have so much time Then we will see each other again You can take care, when you want to That the sun shines on my grave that day That the sun shines. Until it shines again Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on August 28, 2018, 06:53:59 pm To friends who have always been there,
to friends who have listened to all my pain. Thanks to you I have someone to turn to, someone to run to when things go wrong. All the frowns I've worn that you've turned into smiles. All the times I wanted to die, You have led me the way. Thanks go to you. Without you my life would be like the moon without the stars. I would have no one to brighten my horizons and widen my spirits. No one can come close to measure up to all the things that you've done for me. Letter by letter my spirits were lifted and I knew that if I ever needed you were there. So thanks go to you for everything. For giving me sight for tomorrow. Thanks to you I have someone to live for, someone to look forward to. Thanks for always being there, for believing in me and our friendship! Dedicated to Hoagie and Pickles <3 Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on October 22, 2018, 02:18:07 pm I'm sitting on the porch
Wind blowing through my hair The ducks are frolicking in the pond But I just can't seem to care Life goes on around me I don't participate I go through all the motions But what I really do is wait I dream about the day That you'll come "home" to me Nothing else is important Why can't people see? I don't want to go out I don't want to have fun I don't want to do a thing Until all is said & done They took you in the summer Now fall is almost finished Winter will be here very soon And then the year will have diminished You have no idea how much I cry I never let you know It's so hard out here without you But I'm not allowed to let it show I must pretend all is fine Everyone thinks all's okay But what I never ever tell them Is that I cry for you every day Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on November 10, 2018, 08:03:46 pm All alone when all is well; not a worry in the world
Not a heaven or a hell; when you world is but a pearl Drifting in the endless sea; living ignorance was bliss Your only purpose was to be; until the day it met a fish "What a sad pathetic life, my parasite… my parasite. I can help you live it right and see the seas in the moonlight…" So the fish taught parasite to swim; and parasite was amazed By the sea and sights within; such a wonderful place All alone when all was well; not a worry in the world Neither heaven nor a hell; back when life was but a pearl But now you've seen the massive sea; and now your old life seems absurd You said the fish was what you need; until the day you met a bird "What a sad pathetic life. My parasite, my parasite. I can help you live it right; through the gift of flight." So the bird taught parasite to soar; and parasite was amazed From the plains to grassy shores; the world's a wonderful place All alone when all was well; not a worry in the world Not a heaven nor a hell; back when life was but a pearl But now you've flown across the world; it's all so beautiful and cool And now your old life seems absurd; until the day you met a wolf "What a sad pathetic life. My parasite, my parasite. Without your friends to make it right; without a wolf pack to spend the night." And so the wolf howled to the sky; and its pack came around the bend and The parasite, it realized; the true meaning of friends All alone when all was well; not a worry in the world Neither heaven nor a hell; back when life was but a pearl But now the parasite had heard; the strength of friendship in the world And now its old life seemed absurd; then it met a girl "What a sad and lonely life my lovely little parasite With no one there to make things right; no one there to hold you tight" She was carefree, full of life; and she lived life to the highest high She fit like a leather glove; and suddenly the parasite fell in love Love, love, love, love, love, love But with love always comes down; and with time always comes truth And just like haunting deadly clouds; the parasite had bust that through Just how long is this forever; why is she so hard to find I thought she told me friends forever, but she's leaving me behind I'm not alone but I'm not well; with every way is in the world I thought she told me friends forever; but she's leaving me behind With heaven hurled into hell; I cannot go back to my pearl Just how long is this forever; why is she so hard to find Because the bird, the wolf and fish; when the girl had a hallow heart I thought she told me friends forever; but she's leaving me behind Let me have my one true wish; the innocence I used to know Just how long is this forever; why is she so hard to find And now they've left me all alone; and now they've left me all alone I thought she told me friends forever; but she's leaving me behind And now they've left me all alone; and now they've left me all alone What a sad pathetic life. My parasite, my parasite. I can help you make it right; I can help you see the light The innocence I used to love; the innocence I used to love The innocence I used to love Now that was the start of a hardening heart And that was the sound of a mouse leaving the ground But some little sound like a sudden attack And the parasite knew that things would never be the same You see you taught me to swim, taught me to fly You taught me to love, you taught me to cry But beyond and above I cannot deny That I'm a parasite Yeah that'll never change A lowly parasite Forever ugly and strange A lowly parasite And so the parasite swam to the depths of the sea I want that punk ass fish who first messed with me See you taught me to swim but then you left me to sink I think it's time to pay the piper, don't you think? So it infected the fish with a dangerous sickness A parasitic disease put the fucker at ease And then the parasite flew to the tallest of trees And found it's feathered former friend the bird admiring the breeze I was taught how to fly, I was left high and dry Such a dirty, dirty birdy with a dirtier lie So it infected the bird without another word And it's deadly disease brought the bird to its knees Next the parasite backtracked, the boys in the wolf pack The parasite couldn't help perpetual laugh You taught me of friendship, and you left me alone I was stupid to trust you, I should have known So it infected the wolf pack, streaming the fast track- The deadly disease, now they're catching some Z's Only one more to go, it was rainy and cold When the parasite found her, guilt was taking its toll Looking haggard and old, looking drearily bold Like a rainbow looking for its gold She said I know why you're here dear, my future is clear I'm tired of fear and all the image of your tears You've come to infect me, You've come for revenge I've hurt and betrayed you, and it's time to avenge- The death of your heart with the death of my own What I did to you parasite was ugly and wrong See... I know your intentions No fear in my eyes Start the infection I'm not scared to die Not so quick to ablige, the parasite was surprised That the one it came to vanquish really wanted to die With a tear in its eye, trying hard to deny That the one it came to vanquish really wanted to die And now 'Hey Joe' by Jimi Hendrix was clouding its mind Start the infection I'm not scared to die She said... DIE! ...What have I done?... ...I've hurt everyone... ...This feeling I've built... ...Could it be what they call guilt?... ...This world I will miss... ...To friends that I cherished... ...My world for a kiss... ...The word on my lips... ...A-pop-to-sis... Title: Re: Ily's self-therapy stuff Post by: Leanne Martin on November 20, 2018, 09:58:00 am How could I ever thank you enough?
You stood by me, when times were real rough. Comfort I felt, I truly did need, I appreciate, your very kind deed. How could I ever thank you enough, You listened to me, I talked about stuff. From your heart, you gave me advice, Important to me, beyond any price. How could I ever thank you enough? You molded me, now I am tough. Hope to make you very proud, Just want to thank you sincerely and loud. |