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Hi, I'm Frank, I'm 48 and currently live in Phoenix,Az. I currently live in Phoenix,Az. Writing about chronic pain and depression are two of my favorite topics because I suffer from both. I also have two websites; BREATHOFAIR.US for anyone with chronic pain

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 54 of 694
Sinking down, sinking down low Can't climb out of this deep,black hole Loneliness always here; I'd rather be dead than to live through this. No one understands the way that I feel, They think that it's God that I need to help me heal. Well, I wish it was easier than that, I wish I could shed this endless curse. I tried every... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Depression: 12 of 71
Depression- So misunderstood. I face this battle every day, it bothers me mentally and hurts physically. I wish I could have it removed surgically, but I can't. I'm just amazed at how I find the fuel to continue living. An angel from God must be watching over me, giving me strength and hope. The utmost courage to carry on! B... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Facing life: 40 of 158
Life, going by so fast! Yesterday we we're children at play! We we're careless and reckless. And before we know it, With a blink of an eye, our time is almost up. We have to accept all this hurt and pain and then, Make the most of every moment. Take a second or two to love one another before it's over. In these times we need... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Distance: 6 of 23
Whatever separates us, Cannot separate us in heart. Although I cannot see you I close my eyes and feel you're Warm, loving touch. I need you here with me so much, but I know it would be selfish of me to ask you back. I relish the memories of our Time spent together. I cherish the words always Spoken with love. And here,right... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Writing: 132 of 505
Sometimes you have the words deep inside your brain And they're just dying to get out into the open To be read by possibly millions of eyes Sometimes there seems to be too many damn critics Going over every last word with a microscope You'd think they were surgeons or something But what do they know, they're just wanna' be W... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drowning in a pool of my own loneliness: 11 of 42
Loneliness. A shotgun goes off in my head, deafening and raging madness cutting me open to the core. Violent cold numbs me, leaves me shaking with anger and despair. A lack of understanding darkens over me as I fall to the ground. No one hears my call, "Why does it hurt so much?" I wait to die and all I do is suffer from thi... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Anything for you: 5 of 19
Anything for you This much I promise I will give my all to you Every night and every day And all without complaint I'll never ask for more than you're love. And if you're busy, you won't have to be here with me, For I close my eyes and you are there. I will take the hurt, take the sorrow, take all the blame Do anything for y... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Living with depression: 51 of 182
After recently listening to the song, "Down in a Hole" by the group Alice in Chains, I could now accurately describe what it feels like to live with depression. Realizing that I have battled this awful, lonely disease for most of my life has also given me the courage and inspiration to write and talk about it. Unless one tru... More..
Entertainment > Music Genres, Trends & Scenes Is Bob Dylan a folk singer?: 4 of 11
It's all a matter of personal opinion as to whether or not Bob Dylan is a folk singer. So with that being said as far as I'm concerned being that folks such as myself listen to his music he is a folk singer. When he first burst onto the scene in the 1960's, Dylan fashioned his style after a famous folk singer by the name of ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Mistakes: 37 of 93
Wake up every day. Confronted by my past as I look at my scars in the mirror, Still trying to figure out why I act the way I do. Stick the needle in my arm just to get me through the journey of this day. It just keeps getting harder and harder to keep myself straight. Have another drink from the bottle that's almost empty ju... More..