Sometimes when its our darkest hour, a small good performance to show the essence of hope gives us a little bit more of a push, and so I want to share this with all of you.
Ghosts in the photograph
never lie’d to me.
I’d be all of that
I’d be all of that.
A false memory
would be everything.
A denial my eliminent.
What was that for?
What was that for?
What would you do
if you saw spaceships
over Glasgow?
Would you fear them?
Every aircraft,
every camera,
is a wish that
wasn’t granted.
What was that for?
What was that for?
Try to be bad.
Try to be bad.?
Maogwai.
Its hard.
Really hard.
Ever since I started to fuck up the only light that lead me out of that dark place.
Now that light is closer to me, though it feels a lot dimmer.
I fucked up. I fucked it up.
I killed it. I destroyed its own self and now im messing around with things i think I know to try and fix it.
I make the light dimmer.
I know i need to learn to be able to stand alone.
I can. Can I?
Is it really me all the time?
It is.. is it? I think it is..
Times have changed and the light […]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=luM6oeCM7Yw – Mogwai – Take Me Somewhere Nice
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kWQywgdW8oI – Kate Havnevik – Grace
I just wanted to share this, I can’t be the only who gets into a state of peace and serenity when listening to music.
These are two of my favorites, it may help or not, but I just want to share it.
maybe it’l help you cry
maybe it will help you in some other way.
Just stay quite,
just listen.
When I breathe, each time i exhale i feel the weight of life pushing down and its hard to keep up..
Maybe I’m just not built as strong as other people.
I don’t know if I am built to feel, or if that’s just another dumb excuse.
Things are.. hard..
the past.. now.. and the future i don’t see.
Is this all really worth the fight.. ?
Is it all worth the suffering.
and now I feel light headed from the numbness.
the numbness in which this lingering. mother. fucking. depression. has brought upon me.
the emotion to feel numb after being stabbed so many, god damn times.
It’s dark.
Real dark.
Some strapped in corners not because they aren’t doing anything, but because they can’t. Some in corners because they really just aren’t doing anything too.
But that’s okay. Don’t you dare feel bad.
Depression does that and it’s completely normal.
It did to me.
You can get depressed about anything at anytime.
There’s no time limit when dealing with depression.
5 years or 50 years. At the end of the day, depression still wins. So if you feel guilty of being depressed about something, for who knows how long, that’s okay. It’s okay.
It kind of stays with you even when you’re better. But […]
You will wake up feeling good, maybe not today, or tomorrow or anytime soon. But one day.
…
My hands were tingling.
My back was cold.
My shoulders felt weak.
My legs felt like sand as i whimpered upon this anxious depression.
Over and over again, going over the bumps.
Looking at the road seemed impossible to go on.
In fact I was about to even sit down and stop.
But as I looked beside me, she was there. Smiling.
So I smiled too. And I started walking with her, without a second thought.
On the way I hit bumps along with her.
Sometimes it would be nice and smooth,
and there are times where,
Ide hit her bumps and shed hit mine.
Sometimes […]
No more, No more
Love the lost that will never be found
Feed our devils that we have created
Feed them until they want more
Never ends, it never ends
Until the day comes to bring us all down
Live the life of pain and despair
With a tint of happiness and reason to care
Expected to do well and make the most out of it
To make the most out something that cannot be dealt with
Only the “creator” as they say can move it all
All the myths and stories here to the call
What the shit are with these fucks?
What the fuck is with this shit.
I am fucking done.
So. Fucking. Done.
The devil is with […]
I have now realised that ever since I was young I loved helping other people even if I didn’t have enough for myself and/or if I had problems on my own.
Helping people enabled me to let out the positive and wisdom like me I can not seem trigger everyday. That is why I have been helping people.
But now I realised that because of giving too much of what may harm me and leave me helpless to the people who may not help me back in return.
I have been butchering parts of myself into someone today who is unstable and wants to help others […]
The feeling you get that is most painful inside and spreads out to your shoulders.
You strain your head and body to suppress it but it just doesn’t quite cut it.
So I made this poem about me. About you. Us.
Strong Together
Just another day inside this war.
A war that will end when we decide.
And the same war that will end even if we don’t.
Though, I need both my hands to grab this weapon.
To just end this war and make it happen.
But both my hands are held by yours.
I can’t even nudge. Not in this war.
We don’t want to stop.
None of us do.
But the pain is endless.
For both […]
Hello.
My name is. I feel that I shouldn’t say. Even though my account name is.. *facepalm*…
Anyways.
I am 16.
I’ve done suicide attempts for more than 30 times. Literally.
I feel not, the need of explaining why, I don’t want to live anymore because I’m tired of explaining things over and over again, and receiving no help.
I feel that nothing is greater than the coming of death.
That even if I am to be successful in the future, I think again. Is it really worth it?
I feel too much things, and I think too much.
And a lot of people do the same.
Most of them say, “Just think about the […]