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Liv Jul 2016
I am so numb again
I am so numb and it scares me
It scares me because when i am numb, it means i am losing me
I am losing myself in the absence of feelings
I am losing the capability to be myself
It scares me because i do not want to be anyone else
I am left alone in my thoughts
I am left praying i can hold on
It scares me because i fear one day i will not be able to hold on
I am tired of reaching for someone who is not there
I am tired of feeling as if i have no one to rely on
It scares me because i do not handle loneliness well
I am searching for a familiar face
I am searching for a sign that i am still present
It scares me because what if i do not find me
I am not sure who i am during my depressed days
I am not sure if i like who i am during my depressed days
It scares me because if i don’t like me, then who will?
I don’t know.
I really don’t.
Liv Aug 2015
He is the sun
I am the moon
I die for him to shine
He falls for me to rise
The world greets him with warmth
I am forgotten in the darkness
He shines brighter than anything
I am always hidden
We will never meet
The world is between us
But it keeps moving
And he keeps shining
Regardless if I’m there
Or not.
Liv Jun 2015
He loved her.
She hated him.
He took her thoughts
She was a pawn
He pulled the trigger.
She bled.
20 word story on self harm. I mean you could relate this to a lot of different internal problems. Interpret however!
Liv Jun 2015
Feelings are stupid.
She intended to live her whole cynical life without them.
Until he came along.
And she felt.
does this even make sense? oh well.
Liv Jun 2015
Tick Tick Tick
How much longer?
Tick Tick Tick*
I see the sparks dash
Tick Tick Tick
Come back and disable this
Tick Tick Tick
Will you burn with me?
Tick Tick Tick
Our destiny lays at the end of the fuse
Tick Tick Tick
Run for cover
Tick Tick Tick
Leave me to explode
Tick Tick Tick
Save yourself
Three
Wait a minute...
Two
Save me too
**One.
intense
Liv Jun 2015
When he took me away I was scared
13 years old with a growing mind and future ahead to jump into
Little by little he took that away
He painted my walls grey
He muffled my cries for help
He tied me in chains
He drained the beauty out of each day
I didn’t deserve to have it
15 years old with a permanent affliction of entrapment
The bleak environment I bred in devoured me
He stole the escapes in my dreams
He kissed his palm before slapping my cheek
He called me beautiful as I lay on the bathroom floor
He patched up the cuts from his sharp grasp
I began to think I didn’t deserve to have him
17 years old things have shifted in our four walls
He holds me when life drowns the person I have become
He walks with me into wars with others who don’t understand
He calms my irrational fears through a glance
He has made me love him for the years we spent together
When he took me away I was scared
But things have changed
And now I’ve fallen for him.




Stock·holm Syn·drome
noun
def./ feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor.
Another reflection to ed. Stockholm Syndrome is in my room
Liv Jun 2015
I am 13 years old.
He’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Intriguing
Dangerous
Enticing
I take his hand and he holds it tight
I want to be just like him
I am 14 years old
He’s the most confusing thing I’ve ever known
Unsustainable
Irascible
Addicting
I cling to him at the table and in the dim light of the bathroom
I want him to stay by my side
I am 15 years old
He’s the most constant thing in my life
Reliable
Suffocating
Destructive
I walk on eggshells around his demands
I want him to take a few steps back so I can breathe
I am 16
He’s the most terrifying thing
Notorious
Manipulative
Deceitful
I scream for silence in the dead of night
I thrash to break free from his grip
I am 17
He’s apart of me now
Dramatic
Abnormal
Crux
I wear him like a ball and chain
I want to be free
I just want to be free.
A reflection to my ED...
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