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What if

I disappeared?

 

Not dead

Or stolen

Just gone?

 

Invisible?

 

What would 

happen?

How long would 

it take

for people to

notice?

 

How long

could I go

invisible?

Would everyone think

I was just

gone?

Or would they notice 

a silent presence?

 

What if

I could try it

and I liked it

or it felt normal

and so I faded

away?

 

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3 minutes ago, InfiniteInsanity said:
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What if

I disappeared?

 

Not dead

Or stolen

Just gone?

 

Invisible?

 

What would 

happen?

How long would 

it take

for people to

notice?

 

How long

could I go

invisible?

Would everyone think

I was just

gone?

Or would they notice 

a silent presence?

 

What if

I could try it

and I liked it

or it felt normal

and so I faded

away?

 

*hugs* ❤️

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2 hours ago, InfiniteInsanity said:
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What if

I disappeared?

 

Not dead

Or stolen

Just gone?

 

Invisible?

 

What would 

happen?

How long would 

it take

for people to

notice?

 

How long

could I go

invisible?

Would everyone think

I was just

gone?

Or would they notice 

a silent presence?

 

What if

I could try it

and I liked it

or it felt normal

and so I faded

away?

 

❤️

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On 11/5/2023 at 9:34 AM, InfiniteInsanity said:
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What if

I disappeared?

 

Not dead

Or stolen

Just gone?

 

Invisible?

 

What would 

happen?

How long would 

it take

for people to

notice?

 

How long

could I go

invisible?

Would everyone think

I was just

gone?

Or would they notice 

a silent presence?

 

What if

I could try it

and I liked it

or it felt normal

and so I faded

away?

 

That's a mood. *hugs* ❤️

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To: Me of all tenses

Hi.

Nothing about 

today

is particularly

notable

but I must say

I was thinking

(dangerous 

I know)

I suck

at asking

for help.

I've been

in therapy

and failed

to tell my therapist

I wanted

to die

When I'm

drowning

I won't make

a single sound

lest I disturb 

those around me.

 

And I started

to wonder

how many

other people

live

just

like

me?

Drowning

in thick

silence?

Wishing

for 

something

as loud and mighty

as a waterfall

to block out

the lies?

Feeling 

forgotten

ignored

discarded

almost like

roadkill

though not yet

as dead?

Barely 

making it

one

more 

day

because their

body

mind 

soul 

are experiencing

a blackout

with no energy

to be found?

Putting on 

a mask

so no one

has to feel

their pain?
 

How many others

think and write

Dear me of the future,

when do I

drop the mask?

Dear me of the past,

why

why

why

did I let you fall?

How did I fail you

so horribly?

Dear me of the present,

just

one

more

day

okay?

 

To me of all tenses

don't forget me

don't forget

that you

aren't the only one

 

the silence

may drown

and the lies

yell and scream

and the mask

may be superglued

to your face

and you may 

feel discarded

and all your

back up batteries

are dead

 

But you

are stronger.

 

-me of right now

 

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To: Me of all tenses

Hi.

Nothing about 

today

is particularly

notable

but I must say

I was thinking

(dangerous 

I know)

I suck

at asking

for help.

I've been

in therapy

and failed

to tell my therapist

I wanted

to die

When I'm

drowning

I won't make

a single sound

lest I disturb 

those around me.

 

And I started

to wonder

how many

other people

live

just

like

me?

Drowning

in thick

silence?

Wishing

for 

something

as loud and mighty

as a waterfall

to block out

the lies?

Feeling 

forgotten

ignored

discarded

almost like

roadkill

though not yet

as dead?

Barely 

making it

one

more 

day

because their

body

mind 

soul 

are experiencing

a blackout

with no energy

to be found?

Putting on 

a mask

so no one

has to feel

their pain?
 

How many others

think and write

Dear me of the future,

when do I

drop the mask?

Dear me of the past,

why

why

why

did I let you fall?

How did I fail you

so horribly?

Dear me of the present,

just

one

more

day

okay?

 

To me of all tenses

don't forget me

don't forget

that you

aren't the only one

 

the silence

may drown

and the lies

yell and scream

and the mask

may be superglued

to your face

and you may 

feel discarded

and all your

back up batteries

are dead

 

But you

are stronger.

 

-me of right now

 

*hugs* ❤️

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To: Me of all tenses

Hi.

Nothing about 

today

is particularly

notable

but I must say

I was thinking

(dangerous 

I know)

I suck

at asking

for help.

I've been

in therapy

and failed

to tell my therapist

I wanted

to die

When I'm

drowning

I won't make

a single sound

lest I disturb 

those around me.

 

And I started

to wonder

how many

other people

live

just

like

me?

Drowning

in thick

silence?

Wishing

for 

something

as loud and mighty

as a waterfall

to block out

the lies?

Feeling 

forgotten

ignored

discarded

almost like

roadkill

though not yet

as dead?

Barely 

making it

one

more 

day

because their

body

mind 

soul 

are experiencing

a blackout

with no energy

to be found?

Putting on 

a mask

so no one

has to feel

their pain?
 

How many others

think and write

Dear me of the future,

when do I

drop the mask?

Dear me of the past,

why

why

why

did I let you fall?

How did I fail you

so horribly?

Dear me of the present,

just

one

more

day

okay?

 

To me of all tenses

don't forget me

don't forget

that you

aren't the only one

 

the silence

may drown

and the lies

yell and scream

and the mask

may be superglued

to your face

and you may 

feel discarded

and all your

back up batteries

are dead

 

But you

are stronger.

 

-me of right now

 

Feel well

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To: Me of all tenses

Hi.

Nothing about 

today

is particularly

notable

but I must say

I was thinking

(dangerous 

I know)

I suck

at asking

for help.

I've been

in therapy

and failed

to tell my therapist

I wanted

to die

When I'm

drowning

I won't make

a single sound

lest I disturb 

those around me.

 

And I started

to wonder

how many

other people

live

just

like

me?

Drowning

in thick

silence?

Wishing

for 

something

as loud and mighty

as a waterfall

to block out

the lies?

Feeling 

forgotten

ignored

discarded

almost like

roadkill

though not yet

as dead?

Barely 

making it

one

more 

day

because their

body

mind 

soul 

are experiencing

a blackout

with no energy

to be found?

Putting on 

a mask

so no one

has to feel

their pain?
 

How many others

think and write

Dear me of the future,

when do I

drop the mask?

Dear me of the past,

why

why

why

did I let you fall?

How did I fail you

so horribly?

Dear me of the present,

just

one

more

day

okay?

 

To me of all tenses

don't forget me

don't forget

that you

aren't the only one

 

the silence

may drown

and the lies

yell and scream

and the mask

may be superglued

to your face

and you may 

feel discarded

and all your

back up batteries

are dead

 

But you

are stronger.

 

-me of right now

 

Thank you for the beautiful, true words.

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My friend said that I wrote a whole poem when I was talking to her about how to fireproof a house from raining but its fire. And all the house are built out of wood and stone but I suggested mud or sod.

This is what I said.

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You water your house so it wet and because its wet your house doesn't die and if you stay in the house you don't die

So now I make a poem. I can't decide whether to leave it as it is or try to write more but... here's what I got. For now

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I adapted to the rain

Long ago

You know,

the fire that 

falls from the sky

I used to live 

in a lovely log cabin

But that was

destroyed quickly

And now I have to

live in a dirty

dirt one

I'm doing my best

to keep it alive

Before the rain 

I water it 

So the fire 

can't burn it

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So just to be clear I am mentally not in the greatest place right now.

I haven't hurt myself. I don't plan on hurting myself. 

But sometimes the thoughts creep in.

I wrote these yesterday I'm doing better today.

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What if I just

gave up?

Its all "situational" anyways

all that can be done is for me to stop

stop being anxious

stop feeling the need

to claw at my skin

to pull some

invisible arm

off my neck

so I can breathe again

so I can speak again

 

And I've tried

I really have

I went to the doctor

and then a therapist

but all that seems to have happened

is I've gotten better

at hiding it

 

Y'all don't need me anyways

 

Most of you 

barely know me

and for those of you

who do

if there's no me

there's less for you

to worry about

and maybe then

everyone will be more aware

and willing to talk

to people they

barely know

and check in on them

 

If you're reading this

know I'm not

planning anything

I'm just thinking

but the more I think

the sweeter

the release

seems.

Spoiler

When do you know

for sure

you aren't okay?

That something is wrong?

And perhaps fatally so?

 

Is it when 

your intrusive thoughts

go from random and silly

to violent and intriguing?

Is it when 

you turn to some activity

not because you love it

the same way you used to

but so you can escape?

Is it when

you look at someone

you love and think

about how much easier

their life would be

without you?

Is it when 

you realize

you barely talk

to anyone

so what's the point 

in continuing to move forward?

 

When does everyone else

know?

Never?

Not until its over?

Not until you

say something?

Not until 

you're almost

gone?

 

When does it finally all break you?

When do you lose it all?

I started another one but I didn't finish it and I don't know that I ever will.

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2 minutes ago, InfiniteInsanity said:

So just to be clear I am mentally not in the greatest place right now.

I haven't hurt myself. I don't plan on hurting myself. 

But sometimes the thoughts creep in.

I wrote these yesterday I'm doing better today.

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What if I just

gave up?

Its all "situational" anyways

all that can be done is for me to stop

stop being anxious

stop feeling the need

to claw at my skin

to pull some

invisible arm

off my neck

so I can breathe again

so I can speak again

 

And I've tried

I really have

I went to the doctor

and then a therapist

but all that seems to have happened

is I've gotten better

at hiding it

 

Y'all don't need me anyways

 

Most of you 

barely know me

and for those of you

who do

if there's no me

there's less for you

to worry about

and maybe then

everyone will be more aware

and willing to talk

to people they

barely know

and check in on them

 

If you're reading this

know I'm not

planning anything

I'm just thinking

but the more I think

the sweeter

the release

seems.

  Hide contents

When do you know

for sure

you aren't okay?

That something is wrong?

And perhaps fatally so?

 

Is it when 

your intrusive thoughts

go from random and silly

to violent and intriguing?

Is it when 

you turn to some activity

not because you love it

the same way you used to

but so you can escape?

Is it when

you look at someone

you love and think

about how much easier

their life would be

without you?

Is it when 

you realize

you barely talk

to anyone

so what's the point 

in continuing to move forward?

 

When does everyone else

know?

Never?

Not until its over?

Not until you

say something?

Not until 

you're almost

gone?

 

When does it finally all break you?

When do you lose it all?

I started another one but I didn't finish it and I don't know that I ever will.

*hugs*

Please if you ever need to talk to someone you can always text me. It'll never be a bother. You are a wonderful sister ❤️

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2 hours ago, InfiniteInsanity said:

So just to be clear I am mentally not in the greatest place right now.

I haven't hurt myself. I don't plan on hurting myself. 

But sometimes the thoughts creep in.

I wrote these yesterday I'm doing better today.

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What if I just

gave up?

Its all "situational" anyways

all that can be done is for me to stop

stop being anxious

stop feeling the need

to claw at my skin

to pull some

invisible arm

off my neck

so I can breathe again

so I can speak again

 

And I've tried

I really have

I went to the doctor

and then a therapist

but all that seems to have happened

is I've gotten better

at hiding it

 

Y'all don't need me anyways

 

Most of you 

barely know me

and for those of you

who do

if there's no me

there's less for you

to worry about

and maybe then

everyone will be more aware

and willing to talk

to people they

barely know

and check in on them

 

If you're reading this

know I'm not

planning anything

I'm just thinking

but the more I think

the sweeter

the release

seems.

  Reveal hidden contents

When do you know

for sure

you aren't okay?

That something is wrong?

And perhaps fatally so?

 

Is it when 

your intrusive thoughts

go from random and silly

to violent and intriguing?

Is it when 

you turn to some activity

not because you love it

the same way you used to

but so you can escape?

Is it when

you look at someone

you love and think

about how much easier

their life would be

without you?

Is it when 

you realize

you barely talk

to anyone

so what's the point 

in continuing to move forward?

 

When does everyone else

know?

Never?

Not until its over?

Not until you

say something?

Not until 

you're almost

gone?

 

When does it finally all break you?

When do you lose it all?

I started another one but I didn't finish it and I don't know that I ever will.

*also hugs*

"Hold on,
Hold on to someone standing by.
Hold on.
Don't even ask how long or why!
Child, hold on to what you know is true,
Hold on 'til you get through.
Child, oh child!
Hold on!"

That's from a song. Hold on. It won't always hurt as bad as it does right now.

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Incoherent silence

Really the only way

To describe my predicament

 

Because some silence 

Had meaning

Like the silence

Of grief

Or the silence

Of shock

 

Mine means nothing

I could be

Dying

Or 

Crying

Or 

Smiling

But I’ll still remain silent

 

And my actions and expression

Never seem to match

What I experience

On the inside

 

Even I

Can’t always decipher it

Its a meaningless jumble

Of emotion

Or the lack thereof

 

My silence

 

Is incoherent

 

Makes no sense

 

Has no meaning

 

Overpowers 

 

Overthrows


 

 

 

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Incoherent silence

Really the only way

To describe my predicament

 

Because some silence 

Had meaning

Like the silence

Of grief

Or the silence

Of shock

 

Mine means nothing

I could be

Dying

Or 

Crying

Or 

Smiling

But I’ll still remain silent

 

And my actions and expression

Never seem to match

What I experience

On the inside

 

Even I

Can’t always decipher it

Its a meaningless jumble

Of emotion

Or the lack thereof

 

My silence

 

Is incoherent

 

Makes no sense

 

Has no meaning

 

Overpowers 

 

Overthrows


 

 

 

*hugs just hugs*

I'm always available if you ever need someone to talk to. You can even call if you feel like it. It'll never be a bother, dear sister.

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Incoherent silence

Really the only way

To describe my predicament

 

Because some silence 

Had meaning

Like the silence

Of grief

Or the silence

Of shock

 

Mine means nothing

I could be

Dying

Or 

Crying

Or 

Smiling

But I’ll still remain silent

 

And my actions and expression

Never seem to match

What I experience

On the inside

 

Even I

Can’t always decipher it

Its a meaningless jumble

Of emotion

Or the lack thereof

 

My silence

 

Is incoherent

 

Makes no sense

 

Has no meaning

 

Overpowers 

 

Overthrows


 

 

 

I completely understand this feeling. Like wizzy said, we're here for you. It's beautifully written, as always!!

(Also I literally just realized that that's wizzy, ookla season is hard for me man).

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Incoherent silence

Really the only way

To describe my predicament

 

Because some silence 

Had meaning

Like the silence

Of grief

Or the silence

Of shock

 

Mine means nothing

I could be

Dying

Or 

Crying

Or 

Smiling

But I’ll still remain silent

 

And my actions and expression

Never seem to match

What I experience

On the inside

 

Even I

Can’t always decipher it

Its a meaningless jumble

Of emotion

Or the lack thereof

 

My silence

 

Is incoherent

 

Makes no sense

 

Has no meaning

 

Overpowers 

 

Overthrows


 

 

 

I'm also here. It's a beautiful poem.

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I posted in here a little while ago but I wrote another thing.

I have a sort of flow I want and I think other people can feel it. I don't quite have it yet. So if y'all have any ideas how I can twist or change the wording but still continue the same meaning that would be great.

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Let me 

Lay my head down

And

Let me 

Go to sleep

And

Let me

Numb the feelings

And

Let me

Ignore the pain

And

Let me

Break the heartache

And 

Let me

Close my eyes

And 

Let me

Say I love you

And

Let me

Say goodbye

And

Let me

Wake up once again

And 

Let me

Repeat my actions

And

Let me

Make it one big loop

And

Let me

Fade to darkness

Until finally

Let me

Die

 

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3 hours ago, InfiniteInsanity said:

I posted in here a little while ago but I wrote another thing.

I have a sort of flow I want and I think other people can feel it. I don't quite have it yet. So if y'all have any ideas how I can twist or change the wording but still continue the same meaning that would be great.

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Let me 

Lay my head down

And

Let me 

Go to sleep

And

Let me

Numb the feelings

And

Let me

Ignore the pain

And

Let me

Break the heartache

And 

Let me

Close my eyes

And 

Let me

Say I love you

And

Let me

Say goodbye

And

Let me

Wake up once again

And 

Let me

Repeat my actions

And

Let me

Make it one big loop

And

Let me

Fade to darkness

Until finally

Let me

Die

 

That pain is an awful one. It hurts. *hugs* Thanks for letting those words be said though. It's nice to see the inside expressed. *hugs*

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Clawing 

Scratching

Picking

at my skin

 

It doesn't belong

to me

anymore

 

Its the ghost 

of who I once was

the smiling

insane

bright

silhouette

of a girl

with messy hair

and perfect grades

before mirrors 

were enemies

before it mattered

if my clothing matched

before I watched 

what I ate.

 

It doesn't feel

like it fits anymore

 

I want it off.

 

Make it go away.

Spoiler

You're never too old

for fairy tales.

But the truth

of the fairy tales

is revealed

as we grow.

 

Ursula didn't use magic

she cut off

Ariels tongue.

And Ariel didn't get 

her happy ending

She melted into

the sea

because the prince

thought another girl

was his savior.

And after that

Ariel struggled 

for a 

long 

long 

long 

long 

time

to hold back the tears

And wait for her

punishment to end.

 

Cinderella's stepmother

wanted so desperately

for her daughters

to fit in those magic shoes

she handed them a knife

and told them to

cut off parts of

their feet. 

They tried so hard 

to be someone they weren't

all to marry a stupid

prince.

It leaves them 

disabled and broken.

And then as if that isn't enough

birds peck out their eyes.

 

Rapunzel's prince

fell from the tower

and landed in a patch

of thorns

which blinded him

and he was left

to fend for himself

while Rapunzel

freed herself

and then through

her tears of sorrow

healed her prince

 

Hansel and Gretel

only found the candy house

because their

step mother hated them

she tried to loose them

over and 

over and 

over

but they followed their

own trails home

until they ran out of rocks

then they used bread

which the birds ate

and then they were lost

and had to save themselves

from being eaten

by a starving old lady

with a house built of sweets.

 

When the truth 

of fairy tales

comes to light

they don't seem so magical

anymore

They seem more like

stories

created by 

broken, abused, hurting authors

trying to see through 

their pain

and imagine their own

happily ever afters.

 

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Clawing 

Scratching

Picking

at my skin

 

It doesn't belong

to me

anymore

 

Its the ghost 

of who I once was

the smiling

insane

bright

silhouette

of a girl

with messy hair

and perfect grades

before mirrors 

were enemies

before it mattered

if my clothing matched

before I watched 

what I ate.

 

It doesn't feel

like it fits anymore

 

I want it off.

 

Make it go away.

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You're never too old

for fairy tales.

But the truth

of the fairy tales

is revealed

as we grow.

 

Ursula didn't use magic

she cut off

Ariels tongue.

And Ariel didn't get 

her happy ending

She melted into

the sea

because the prince

thought another girl

was his savior.

And after that

Ariel struggled 

for a 

long 

long 

long 

long 

time

to hold back the tears

And wait for her

punishment to end.

 

Cinderella's stepmother

wanted so desperately

for her daughters

to fit in those magic shoes

she handed them a knife

and told them to

cut off parts of

their feet. 

They tried so hard 

to be someone they weren't

all to marry a stupid

prince.

It leaves them 

disabled and broken.

And then as if that isn't enough

birds peck out their eyes.

 

Rapunzel's prince

fell from the tower

and landed in a patch

of thorns

which blinded him

and he was left

to fend for himself

while Rapunzel

freed herself

and then through

her tears of sorrow

healed her prince

 

Hansel and Gretel

only found the candy house

because their

step mother hated them

she tried to loose them

over and 

over and 

over

but they followed their

own trails home

until they ran out of rocks

then they used bread

which the birds ate

and then they were lost

and had to save themselves

from being eaten

by a starving old lady

with a house built of sweets.

 

When the truth 

of fairy tales

comes to light

they don't seem so magical

anymore

They seem more like

stories

created by 

broken, abused, hurting authors

trying to see through 

their pain

and imagine their own

happily ever afters.

 

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