Ankitraisblog - Believe Me!

“Letting go doesn’t mean that you don’t care about someone anymore. It’s just realizing that the only person you really have control over is yourself.”

— Deborah Reber

Disappointment in life

Has made me realize

That everything fades

When life hates.

Numbness in the eye,

Pain in the heart,

Day by day,

Me and myself were

Getting apart.

Health was low,

Feelings were high,

Mind was affirming,

"Let’s give it one

More try!"

A knock on the door,

Someone was to try.

I escaped, and it became

A choice.

Why did breakup hurt's ?

I again waisted my whole day in waiting and thinking about her, how did she can do with me man i was so loyal and trust worthy with her,i have never asked from any thing from her than two people chaet,why it's so hard to digest this thing?

Why i can't sleep in nights which was so peacefull after her messages ,it would felt like i was in heaven?

No stress,no anxiety a happy sleep

Why i am getting anxious to talk,to know ,what's the reason behind it,does it was just an attachment or love,somebody please tell me what it was man i am completely fucked up in this kinds of thought..

"Do not allow your fire to go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of not -quite,the not-yet, and the not at all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frusteration for the life you deserve and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists. It is real .It is possible . It is yours".

We all try to be perfect for others,

Despite being detrimental to ourselves.

Is giving importance to others crucial?

Is doing for others wrong?

If it is wrong, then

Why did my father do it for me?

Why did his father do it for him,

And so on—the cycle continues,

Year after year, day after day.

We grew up from a pebble to a big stone,

Carrying tons of weight

That could make us sink

On any given day.

Whose mistake is it?

Mine, or the vicious, alluring society and its norms

That demand appreciation and so on.

Time has passed, decades have changed.

Now, I have realized, in the midst of all this,

I have committed several big mistakes

That were invisible at the time.

Not because I was blind or lost,

But due to the old cycle

that has been pedaled so hard.

In doing so, I have not only lost people

Whom I used to love

But also a self-hug

In conclusion, I want to say that

The scars from the past

Haunt me hard,

Waiting for conclusion.

People are silent,

Society is dark

Live life as you are.

What if i need

Somebody to love?

Please tell

Will u will be

there at my worst?

What if i need

Somebody to love..❤

I know my baby

The whole world,

Even the destiny is

Going to against us..

I just need somebody

Like u to love❤

What if i need

Somebody to love?

Just answe me

Will u will be

There at my worst?

To give me

One more hug?

I just need somebody

Like u to love❤

I promise

That would not

Be the last

Although i know

I hurt you,

That was just

My fault..

Will u will.

Be forgiving

That thought ?

I just need somebody

Like u to love❤

Please tell

My baby

I know at that

Time the whole

World,will be

Against us..

But at last

I need somebody

Like u to love?❤

“If you want to choose the pleasure of growth, prepare yourself for some pain.”

— Irvin D. Yalom

Addiction,

It’s an ugly thing.

But it’s what happens when

us addicts don’t know how

to heal in a healthy way,

don’t know how to feel

in a healthy way.

We pop pills,

shoot up,

smoke up,

drink up,

just to feel anything other than

what we’re feeling.

We rely on our dealers

as if they’re giving us the

breath of life we need in

order to survive.

It comes to a point where

it isn’t fun anymore,

but becomes a way of survival.

Addiction is repeatedly calling

anyone and everyone who can

get you drugs.

Doesn’t matter if it’s 3

I’m the afternoon or 3

in the morning.

Addiction is doing things

you swore you’d never do,

it’s doing things that you

never imagined or saw

yourself doing.

Then you get so disgusted

with yourself,

so you use more and more

and more.

You get caught up in the

the chaos.

Addiction is wanting to quit,

but not wanting to be sick.

Addiction is using just to

function.

You think you have it all

figured out.

You think you have everyone

fooled.

But sooner or later the party

has to come to an end.

Either by getting clean.

Going to jail.

Or ultimately, death.

Living clean is hard.

Staying away from drugs

is easy.

It’s learning how to come

back into the fold of

society that’s hard.

Every day a battle to stay

clean.

But a clean lifestyle

is better than numbing

the pain.

“Love is when other person’s happiness is more important to you than your own.”

—

Love is like an art. It's fascinating. It's imaginative. It's colourful and just like art, It requires patience and time and struggle.

Just like how an artist shows his sensitivities, his beliefs and himself through his masterpiece and just like how he let people behold who he really is just like that when people are in love they allow themselves to be seen. They allow the other person to recognize who they really are and like any art, it consumes them.

You'll feel so much passion just like how an artist feels, your hands will get dirty when you'll put those hands into the mud to create something beautiful. It comes with great suffering and pain. Sometimes you won't be appeased with it, you'll feel like maybe these colors aren't good enough or is this all even worth it?

Just like art, not everyone is capable of love because loving someone isn't easy.