Life is bitter life is cruel
Happiness you can’t rule
Full of broken hearts and broken dreams
Even kindness is not what it seems
Don’t expect to much cause expectations is for fools
Acceptance and strength is your biggest tool.
“Stan collymore tweeted the other day , depressed people don’t want to die , they they want to live but with a different life”
Not sure if I believe this is true what do you guys think?
Jules x
I promised you I will saty here but the thought of it I fear.
A breath or twoI can manage but eternity sounds savage.
To enjoy life and love no longer seems realistic
but to breath and exist noe that’s more simplistic
I once had a dream but now that’s long gone
so now I just weep and sing my sad song.
Tommorow is just another day
and this game called life I will play.
If something is not said does not mean you don’t think it or want it but somehow that is acceptable.
Jules
Is anyone else awake as I can’t sleep???
To drunk to read my book and there is nothing good on TV this time of night???
Life is a big long joke!
Sometimes I just wish, I could run away and hide.
No matter where I go though, these feelings stay inside.
How can I stay here and live each day a lie,
When all I want to do is close my eyes and die?
I see the pain I cause you, with every tear I shed.
So I’m begging you just let me go instead,
I know you can never forgive me but please just set me free,
It may seem ungrateful, but this life’s not meant for me.
Thank you for all your love, for all the time we shared,
It means the world to […]
How do you heal from a broken heart?
Most people would say time but it has been 22 years and the pain is still raw.
Knowing what you have to do and doing it is 2 very different things.
I know I’m the only one who can allow myself to heal but don’t seem to know how to do it.
I know looking at the past I miss out on the now and the future.
I know remembering what I haven’t got or miss instead of looking at what I do have robs me of happiness.
Yet I seem unable to let go of my […]
Now they say its all down hill after forty! Is that a good thing or a bad thing? because if you think about it it’s hard work walking uphill and easy going down. Maybe its hard work getting to middle age and then a easy quick road down hill to death. I hope so as it has been a long tiring road up hill for me So far. I feel I have lived a thousand lives and now I would like a quick down hill ride to death! So here is hoping the next 40 will be great ride down 🙂
My Immortal lyrics:
I’m so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
‘Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won’t leave me alone
These wounds won’t seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There’s just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
When you’d scream I’d fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I’m bound […]
The desire of death is always haunting me like a bad memorie . The joy of a end is a longing of my soul. The sound of silence is pleasant music to my mind that I do not own.
The peace of nothing is a craving to strong. If you have the answer I beg you to foretold. As I have tried many a road and a different end I do not hold. Just the desire of my eyes to close.
I have just had 2 bottles of wine and know I’m just starting on a bottle of Vodka and I’m no where near drunk yet. That is probably cause I wiegh 21 stone. I have tried to kill myself by a overdose but it did not work and I was called selfish by everyone as I have children. So I have decided to carry on over eating and over drinking something I have been fightging against for 17 years as everyone said it will kill me. I’m 39 and and in the same place I was when I was 23 so why bother so why […]
Drowning in my emotions. Waters deep
swallowing me whole.
Can’t breath Can’t speak no one can hear my thoughts. It’s lonely and cold I can barley see the surface. Does anyone up there know I’m here. They can’t hear the words they can’t feel the pain. Still drowning here getting ever so closer to the end.
The desire of death is always haunting me like a bad memorie . The joy of a end is a longing of my soul. The sound of silence is pleasant music to my mind that I do not own.
The peace of nothing is a craving to strong. If you have the answer I beg you to foretold. As I have tried many a road and a different end I do not hold. Just the desire of my eyes to close.
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