It Sucks How You Still Stick Around For Friends That Are In Need Of Help Or Need A Shoulder But When

Anger.

There is anger in me

One that never ceases, never stops

It hides under the surface

Curling under my skin

Like a snake in its lair

It has chosen me

I’m the host.

My parasite, my fire,

Ready to rage when my strength wilts

Ready at any moment to pounce

When I let down

My defences.

And I’m tired.

I want to give in

But if I give in, it will consume

The earth.

“There are days when I look at you and I don’t see the boy I fell in love with. The boy who used to put in effort just to see me smile, the boy whose day wasn’t complete until he heard about mine, the boy who used to hold my hand because he knew i was scared of the dark, the boy who would write letters to me unexpectedly. I don’t see the boy I fell in love with, just another boy who tells me he loves me.”

— //nikitagupta

“I am painfully aware that I am no one’s favorite person”

— unknown (via there-will-be-violence)

I hate how addicted I get to anything that makes me feel anything

I love all the little details,

Like the way you stick your tongue out when you’re concentrating

Or the dimple on your cheek when you smile.

You want to put the sun back into my life but you don’t know;

When I’m with you the aches of my anxieties melt.

I know you’re not supposed to look to people to save you, but whenever I’m around you, the world becomes simpler.

The chaos settles a little.

My mood steadies and the skies shift from a dark smoke to a soft blue.

I know I’m meant to save myself, hell I’ve tried so hard to. But the fact of the matter is, when I’m with you, I don’t have to.

“I am so fucking tired of being ignored taken for granted unlovable an inconvenience. I just want to be the one who gets a text back feels needed gets attention from that one person be the one everyone is happy to have. Guess it will never be that way though.”

— I wanna die tbh (via missdich)

“I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.”

— (via flame)

Since you talked about poems about mental health, do you have any recs?

tw/cw for nearly all of these.

So many poems in Said the Manic to the Muse by Jeanann Verlee (Good Girl & The Session were some of my favorites)So many poems in Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972 by Alejandra Pizarnik Lady Lazarus by Sylvia PlathLast Words by Sylvia PlathMad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia PlathTulips by Sylvia PlathElm by Sylvia PlathThe Other by Sylvia PlathOracle by Cate MarvinResumé by Dorothy ParkerCommunion by Jeanann VerleeThe Mania Speaks by Jeanann Verleemy lover’s in love w/ sylvia plath by @openlylesbian​survival kit by @viperslang​[untitled] by @viperslang​excerpt from #Godbot by @viperslang​VIRGINIA WOOLF WALKS INTO MY APARTMENT by @linettereeman​How to Get the Gun Safely Out of Your Mouth by Jamaal May14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes by @doclubenpoetry​Poetry Suite in Nailed by Stevie EdwardsPoetry Suite in Nailed by Jeanann Verlee (esp. Polyamory, With Knives)Reshaping the Bell Jar feature in Winter Tangerine (esp. oath (blud litany) and The River’s Lure)Poems in Hatred of Women by Cassandra Troyan (esp. untitled)Poems in Throne of Blood by Cassandra Troyan (major violence/graphic abuse/trauma tw)On the Border by @afterthelonely​ (especially two.)Wanting to Die by Anne Sexton