Loneliness - Blog Posts
Továbbra sem értem ,hogy ha írok valakinek miért nem veszi a kibaszott fáradtságot arra,hogy visszaírjon,miközben folyamatosan fent van es tudom,hogy nem dolgozik. Nem értem miert vagyok ilyen mértékben ignorálva. Tényleg csak a könyvek a társaim.
UnU sad monster... “Lone Wolf”
Las marcas de mis manos, reflejo del tiempo. #hands #blackandwhite #myself #revelation #lights #shadows #water #shower #body #time #loneliness #reborn
For every sky that shines, shall meet the pouring rain.
Closed hand
the purpleish black
made by you
makes it seem
it never came through
the feeling
releasing every day
will it ever
go away?
what is it about,
do you want to feel it too?
or am i the only one,
who loves to feel blue?
- beatriz a.
Secrets of the girl...
One day, a lonely little girl knelt down to the ground, and stroked the roots of a growing tree. Ever strong it was that she was comforted by its silence.
Everyday she went to this tree and whispered to it, telling it all her secrets, knowing well her words would be locked away.
Years pass, but ever true, the tree was her north, and she could not stay away. The tree was big, as if every secret she told it watered it with life.
Ever beautiful this tree was, the leaves never falling, despite the change of season, longing for the girls presence. The tree was alive, yearning for the girls whispered words.
One day, the little girl, who now is ready to leave the earth as an old soul visits the tree one last time, with its beautiful strength and never falling leaves, strokes the roots one last time, and whispers her final goodbye.
The tree, feeling her spirit pass, sheds its own tears of loss, and it’s leaves fall away, floating into the sky, releasing all the secrets throughout the years. One by one, the leaves fall, and the final whisper was the first whisper of that lonely girl long ago: “Don’t leave me.”
It's 2:30 AM...
and I'm feeling a bit down, so I'm watching funny videos on YouTube in another window. But the nagging feeling of something missing is twisting me up inside, and I want to feel a semblance of normalcy.
~ If loneliness is a killer, I am hell of a survivor!
~ Do not show weakness, do not expose yourself. Not everyone can handle your soft side. Not everyone meant to see it. Most people would only use it against you. Harden your shell and do not wear the content of your mind and heart on your sleeve.
/ Look at what you've turned me into! /
~ Yeah, sadly I got used to being left and ghosted. I mean it still hurts, but I am not suprised by it. But honestly, you can still go and fuck yourselves!^^
/ One of the ugliest action a person can do! /
I don’t love you anymore.
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I don’t love you anymore,
But
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There are days I wake up and I think I feel your arms around me
And my lungs
Ache like I haven’t taken in enough air.
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There are days where I turn
with your name on my lips
And there is nothing there, only empty air,
Dust motes and smoke.
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I don’t love you anymore,
but
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It’s been so long since I was alone,
I’d forgotten the way loneliness tastes like regret
when you’ve drunk enough of it.
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—y.c.
An illustration many I'm sure can relate to