Notice of absence from WhispersFromTheAbyss
Sorry I usually forget about this website as I used to own and use it on a laptop. As you can see it's been almost three years so who knows when the next time I ghost 😁👻 hope y'all understand mental health is a thing and needs tending without internet.
Sorry I usually forget about this website as I used to own and use it on a laptop. As you can see it's been almost three years so who knows when the next time I ghost 😁👻 hope y'all understand mental health is a thing and needs tending without internet.
They don't stop... The ache in my chest, the crimson red dripping from my wrists, the throbbing pain in my head from my abusive past... As she lifts my chin to look up at her, the voices increase to yelling, begging me to end it all and it will be better for other too. They go silent as she speaks, " We are stronger now. We have hope." She cups my face and we hold our heads together. Then they whisper, "Do we...?"
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Author:
Fae (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 12th, 2025 14:21
- Comment from author about the poem: This is counted as spiritual cause it represents my past self seeing me now
- Category: Spiritual
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