Escribir, escribir, no es fácil mirar hacia dentro, hay cosas con las que podemos toparnos que no sabíamos que estaban ahí, otras, será una bendición reencontrarnos con ellas..
It's been a long time since I've written let alone allowed myself to let my feelings flow.
Lost myself in you in all aspects mind, body and soul only to have it all washed away when you walked away, left me stripped of who I am struggling to pick up the pieces knowing it couldn't be loved by you, my life scribbled and scratched out as if nothing makes sense, heart break with every word as the vault opens up to the wounds I see before my eyes, losing love for yourself... Months pass by life gets worse nobody to turn to friends and family tragedies makes the world darker..
Losing love and loved ones are the toughest battles to face let alone face...
The only one that can lift you up is YOU.....
You Missed It...What A Shame
🗣: You Ever Just Have A Moment And 💥 That Feeling-Zing-Tingle-Ping😩 When You Just Missing Or Needing IT! 🥺. I Don’t Mean 🍆! I Mean Real Conversation, The Looks, The Laughs, The Caressing, The Hands Thru The Hair, The Deep Rooted I Wanna Know Who You Are Vibes, The Chill Moments With Some Good 💨, Food And TV🥴, The I Just Wanna Hear Your Heart Beat, The Have You Ate Today, Drive Safe Wave, What’s On Your Mind, How’s Your Mental-Spiritual Live’s, How’s The Family, How Is Home Life, How Are Your Kids-Do You Want Kids Time, You Tired Lay On Me, You Need A Shoulder Cry On Me, You Stressed Let Me Console On You, You Just Wanna Sit In Silence And 💨 Let Me Light It Up Fo...
I try to love, I try to care but nothing seems enough to work. Maybe trying isn’t enough these days . The days are getting longer and the nights are getting darker
Vuelven a la caja.
Ves aquella caja en el suelo? Esa que está debajo de la mesa. La sacudes un poco antes de abrirla, antes de cualquier enorme sorpresa.
Mira nada más cuántas cartas viejas!, acumulando polvo, diciendo maravillas que el espacio interior de la caja no puede entender.
Aquella Penpal que tuviste de Albuquerque que se cansó de escribirte, esas cartas tan tuyas que sutilmente describían la locura que tenías como vida. Dejaste de escribir cuando te enamoraste de alguien más bella que la literatura.
Lees la mayoría, les soplas bien el polvo y las sacudes, porque después de una profunda sonrisa, las doblas como estaban y vuelven a la caja.
And the continuation of my dreams....
This time she was an air hostess, how often do you wake up of your dream and think that why it was not a reality?
Yes, that dream was one out of them which made me feel that it should have been reality
Something silly, something true, something pure! Why even after so many years I am still dreaming of her. Is she still there in my unconscious mind or is it something which I really miss of being with.
Leave me alone, I need to catch my flight, she waved off with a smile
I followed her through the streets and tried to hold her as longer as I could but the one who has to go will go anyhow. The funniest part was that while following her, she went throug...
What am I?
I'm like a lost dream hoping to return home, a gigantic heart of silence longing for more of life. A mute spirit who developed fear of every human relationship, a disaster with two arms and two legs and an unrealistic flow of sentiments on the inside - the heart, oh the heart...
Who gave me a heart? What's the origin of any feeling and despair? No matter the answers, 'cause I'm the living question - is it possible to survive these humiliating days without carrying the price of sentiment?
No. So my here and now will keep claiming to a brand new age of truth, when a feeling could be treated with respect and poetry. Maybe in that new world my heart will be seen as a treasure - n...
This is a random letter, written out of the blue, yet not one without a purpose.
It is ironical how the first time when I came across this app was back in 16', and the very first day was the one when I wanted to vent out, and that was pretty much it for me at the time. However, things got much better with time, and I couldn't commit to this platform, for I was busy with work.
And now in 2019, I was in a similar situation as I was in 16, and things have gotten better all of a sudden, surprisingly enough. Just how things unfolded back them.
I am not sure as to how much I believe in fate, but I guess I have been thanking my stars for the unexpected success post a dark perio...
One thing that seems to be a good trait to have. However not everyone is born with oozing confidence level. Some takes time to build, effort to gain, motivation and mindset to begin, and a lot of failure to succeed. While some seems find the happiness in ruining confidence that someone so meticulously build, I wish you well.
I’m a person who find it hard to build confidence, I’m 25 and it took me years of effort and tons of failure to even have a little confidence and belief in myself.
When I was younger, I was never the favorite child. I was the least favorite of everyone, having a brother who was well disciplined, smart (medal-top student type of smart), athletic (any type of ...
Mírame, aquí estamos una vez más...
¿No te cansas de esto? ¿No te aburres?
¿Has visto como algunos perros persiguen su cola?
No es fácil atraparla, algunos nunca lo logran, y si lo logran sólo se darán cuenta de que duele y aún así lo volverán a hacer...
Es un círculo vicioso del cual no es tan fácil salir
misma situación, mismas decisiones y arrepentimientos, una y otra vez.
Sólo quieres que se detenga, tanta vuelta te marea
las nauseas y la sensación de no ir a ningún lado...
Simplemente estás harto.
Y cuando crees haber encontrado la fisura para escapar de ese círculo,
la corriente te jala, te regresa y parece que te hundes más en ese agujero
y entonces sólo piensas...
I was gone for a long long while.
I am here now.
I am the same Yash who always had an ear for you all.
Feel free to reach me whatever you wanna say.
Also Drew, I'll write to you. Very soon.
She closes her eyes and looks away because she doesn't think that her Sire can see the truth before Him.
Maybe He can... maybe He can't - either way, the whole mess is breaking her heart.
her mind says to let go and walk away - her heart just can't let go, even though this experience is now starting to mirror the one before.
her Sire has already been kicked out onto the streets like worthless garbage and she's very much mindful of His health. she's terrified that He's going to get badly hurt and have no one there when He needs it the most.
she's all alone now, longing for His arms each and every day.
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” - Deuteronomy 31:6
Fear is a part of life. It is part of the range of feelings that humans experience on a daily basis. In our culture, fear has come to be experienced as negative. However, the truth is that fear is a perfectly normal feeling to experience and we would all feel a lot better if we simply allowed ourselves to feel it fully. If we do not we will have somatic symptoms of fear that are much more painful than simply allowing the feeling to be felt.
We struggle to have meaning
in this world, which we all know...
Solemnly remember I truly did did save her. She may never know. The places a went because they tried to take her. Love hold my heart I'll be back one day, If you forget my face know it was yours. May we never meet again. Dearest darling another time another place I swear I'll explain I promise everything will be okay. I'd conquer everything that exist before letting you fall into my pain. Okay okay. Thank you for showing him how to love he's truly not the same. Your special to me as well and that is always never going to change.
I've given progress to everybody around me, be it that of understanding, knowledge, or a vision they couldn't see.. Doing that has has given those the understanding of my selfishness that's what's come to fruition in the heart of their progress.. Now I have to look at all the selfish acts and live the fact.. THAT NONE OF THAT MATTERS IN MISUNDERSTANDING
Maybe all we're searching for is
Drops of warm love
And a little stroke of luck..
TREASURE SUCH FRIENDS
Its one of those days,
When you really feel low…
Like a dark cloud is overshadowing your inner glow..
Its one of those days,
When you feel its a test..
Like a bird in the forest..searching her nest ..
Its one of those days..
When nothing seems right..
The illuminous moon..doesn’t brighten the night..
Its one of those days ,
When it seems no one cares..
Like you are alone in a crowd, far from everywhere..
Its one of those days ,
When you need your true friends..
To tell you that GREAT days are ahead..this is not the END ..!
Whatever happens, they will be with you –
Treasure such Friends..they are Rare and Few !!
Its one of those days,
When you really feel low…...