It’s those painful memories that made me who I am today and that pain is all I have ever known.
Crying alone is one of the most practiced things that I’ve ever done.
It is one of the worst feelings one can feel. But it is a part of you, so embrace it. It is the purest form of emotion.
It may make you feel lonely and suicidal. But it also forces you to become better only if you understand it’s true meaning.
There are many happy moments that I’ve experienced but I don’t really remember them. What I remember is the painful ones. Why?
Even the universe within you teaches you something about yourself.
Happiness never gives you anything to learn. Sadness gives you everything.
You were like those Prayers
that could calm my oceans
Just like you, these prayers
also became a distant memory
hard to be true.
You were like the sweetest
the Music to my tiredness.
Just like you, now the music
comes on someone else's tape.
You were Like those Clouds
that became the soul of sky.
Just like you, those Clouds
don't Stay for-ever either.
- Aroo Joshi
Lately, I've been feeling a difficulty in expressing my emotions and there has been many scenarios when I felt like my I need to vent out this certain feeling but then I decided not to that's why it ended up bothering me for days, weeks.
Due to my work schedule, hanging out with friends and family is a little harder. I usually ask them to hang out at unusual times of the day and most of the time, I am rejected. This often happens and I can't say I'm used to it but sometimes, I feel like not asking for it anymore. I usually do it on my own. So everytime, a friend, colleague, family asks me to go out, I always say yes happily.
I don't usually use online dating app, not until I was always bo...
My heart races and pounds simultaneously in my chest
What I wouldn't give to experience
just one day of rest
~Lady Sativa 🍃
Darker with marker
Mark 'er with darker
Feeling the meaning
Meaning the feeling
Opposite that happened
Happened actually opposite
Covered as tattoos
Tattoos covered new bruises
Splodge in the garden
as the heavy bent branches
mourn the dark morning
Mud and tear drops
The air streaming from the vents somehow relaxes me
A humming noise that never seems to tire
and yet this time I don't seem to mind
This monotone, monotonous, musical madness
A madness with familiarity so soothing to my soul
~Lady Sativa 🍃
What is a purpose of ignoring?
Ignoring to heal, or ignoring to harm?
Rather be honest with yourself first, in order to understand.
Do not hurt someone, just because you are down.
do you ignore to heal yourself, or to hurt someone.
Las personas que nos hacen sentir, nos asustan.
Nos asusta sentir demasiado por ellas y no ser correspondidos.
Nos asusta que no quieran quedarse.
Nos asusta entregarnos a ellas y regresar incompletos.
Porque cuando uno siente de verdad, tiene miedo a perder y perderse.
'Take My Hand. . .' by Fọlábòmí Àmọ̀ó
The night is dark.
The path is long.
The monsters are out.
In the shadows, they lurk.
Take my hand.
Let us find our way home.
No matter what comes tonight,
I promise to never leave you alone.
we exist in this summer haze,
days trailing into nights
we sit beneath midnight skies
painted obsidian and aubergine,
sipping on Guinness and cider
and talking about life
and the ache of it all
we keep waiting on this new moon
to impart its infinite wisdom,
waiting for stories untold
to unfold amidst the stars
but there is only the echo of absence,
a silence that shakes us
so we fill it
we get drunk on the noise
because anything is better than this
q u i e t
because anything is better than admitting
we have no clue
what is going on
we sit in shadows cast by starlight
and wait for the sun to rise
(maybe it will share its secrets)
- ashley jane
You don't know what loss feels like till you begin to feel it in your every bone.
A pin drop silence in your loudest cries.
A numbness to your painful screams.
A memory....drowning in those eyes.
You don't know what loss feels like when he's right next to you, and yet you watch him leave.....
PS.- trying not to lose myself after losing him when half of me is still lost in the memories i have with him. How do i stop myself from thinking about him and the good times we spent together?
Should you choose to glow in the glory of your failure, be sure as hell, you will shine in your success.
A que las cosas salgan mal, a que salgan bien.
Tengo miedo de confiar,
Pero aún con miedo, me arriesgo, me lanzo,
dejo que las cosas fluyan sin pensarlas tanto.
Aún con miedo,
In the hospital. Been here for a week tomorrow. This sucks. Anyone else in the same boat? I spend my days alone until the husband gets off of work. My sister comes to visit but she never stays long. So I could use a friend.
When you try to write something with an empty feeling.... Its all ink on paper, not words from inside.
I would really love to find myself happy again, so that I can write about the thing I cherish so much.
Hopes and Wishes...
I fear many things
Love is my greatest fear
Yet I still find myself wanting more
So I asked the scarecrow,where
is my yellow brick road?
Where is the happiness that was promised to me?
Where is the love that will stay instead of leaving me?
The scarecrow replied,if you always take the road that is well traveled,then you will always be looking for that which you feel is yours.
If you take the the road less traveled then just maybe you won't want to fine the yellow brick road but you will want to fine the road that belongs to you and just maybe,just maybe you will fine that which is yours.