Do you ever jut want to cry?
Not knowing exactly why or maybe it’s to much but you don’t know of all the reasons witch one it is that your crying for?
Well that’s me right now wanting to cry not sure of why but I’m trying to hold my tears, not because I can’t cry but because crying relieves and also hurts and pain is my phobia.
I know it hurts,
and you want nothing but
for the pain to reverse.
But you do know that the time of reversal
is long gone
and whatever may fall, you have to move on.
I know you wish that times return
and that the near future turns up
But you do know that won't be
that the future is inevitable
So cry, cry all you want now,
wail for as long as you wish
because the time has come
for you to get up and move out
Because the place you thought was your home
is now abandoned and horrifying
you deserve a place, better.
Get up love, let it all go
cry, wail, take it all out
and then, move on, once and for ever.
Nothing Hurts More than being disappointed by one person who you thought would never hurt you.
The good thing about scar tissue is that it strengthens the flesh!
Some folks have scar tissue in their minds, but that scar tissue only God can see
Y lo más triste d todo..no importa que tanto trato de ser la mujer para ti.. nunca lo soy.. siempre buscas más.. más delgada..más bonita.. más..nunca seré la mujer para ti
You Think You Know Pain?
You know what they say; hindsight is always 20/20 and as the relationship to the man I love deteriorates and crumbles right before my eyes while no matter what I do or say has any impact on it’s total and complete annihilation I came to the devastating realization and painful conclusion that he never really did love me.
My heart hurts.
It's a whole universe that is expanding within me. The wind is wild. And my heart is floating at the safest distance from my soul. I want to let go of everything. It is enough. I want to be seen and heard. I put to rest my inner beast. I have forgiven everything that is within my lightweight skin. And somehow I am always pulled back in their orbit, talking in circles and breathing glass dust. I shall not die... I don't want to die... I am trying so hard to not lose myself. Desperately seeking a new territory to welcome my white flag and my exhales.
hearts are but commodities,
love is but a trade;
for we sell our sanity
to purchase heartbreak
shrouded in a different name.
People think I sit in my garden
But I only feel the thorns
Of the roses I smell
And their essence
My hands bleed.
Debbie O Bottled Up Feelings
Dispersing for what feels dreadful months.
Nows the time I start using antidepressants.
I thought about them and I might actually need them.
I’m sorry for bringing grief to Lettrs’s feed.
Tell me I’ll be welcomed again.
Lots of love
Help me, because I feel like I can't move on another day without losing what I love. And help me, because I don't know what love is and people are telling me that what I feel isn't it.
I was with someone who I believed to be THE ONE for 3,5 years from my 17th to 20th birthday. As it turns out, this person has cheated on me more than once, lied about it to me, and blamed me for the trust issues we had.
When I broke up with him because his best friend told me he cheated, he tried everything to convince me that that friend had lied, because he wanted me back. In the end, turned out he did cheat and that his friend hadn't lied. He said he didn't dare tell me because he ...
If the person is already suffering; even if she is being unreasonable, even if her reaction is beyond your understanding, even if she don't get to explain herself, you don't show her anger. You just BE there.
Ps: Suffering and Loneliness.
"The person who smiles more has the most scratches on the heart,
It's like when a scratch bleeds, the pain comes out as a smile."
To everybody on this site,
I haven't written anything in a while, but I just thought I had to tell everybody this. X (XXXTENTACION) is dead.
Today, X was leaving a motor sports dealership in Deerfield Beach when suddenly he was shot.
After being taken to a local hospital, the Sheriff's department confirmed that he is dead.
Although X did some bad things, he tried to become a better person, and created beautiful music that could make you feel something in the pit of your stomach, no matter who you may be.
Even though I only recently discovered his music, it has helped me with going through the daily difficulties of life, and I can't stop putting it on loop.
Hopefully, the two...
Main maan nahi Sakti aisa hua na ho
Use kho k tu roya na ho
Dil k zakhm itne gehre h tere
Main maan nahi sakti tu khoya na ho
Use kho k tu roya na ho
Dhadkan thi vo teri
Chahta tha tu usko
Paane k liye use tune khud Ko khoya na ho
Main maan nahi sakti tu roya na ho
Har galti maaf ki uski
Har pal intezar Kiya uska
Shayad samajh jaae vo tere pyar Ko
Is umeed me to soya na ho
Main maan nahi Sakti tu roya na ho
Uske ghar ke chakkar lagane
Uski ek jhalak Ko aakhe tarasane
Bawalo ki tarah uske sheher me jaane se
Main maan nahi Sakti tu khud Ko rok paaya ho
Usko kho k main maan nahi sakti tu roya na ho
Yun hi uske sapno me khoya na ho
Neend se uth ke usko kareeb paane k vo umeed
Hath faila k us...
i gave you everything
i gave you so much
i helped you
it was you and me.
and you packed your bags
and you left me
my eyes filled with tears
“he’ll be back”
foolish i was
to believe that
you’ll come back to me
you’ll tell me you still love me
now i believe
that you took my heart
and you broke it piece by piece
till there was nothing left
He was a serpent. Filling me with mock trust and morphing me into a lifeless being as soon as I was too far in the enrapturement to escape.
I hate reminding myself of these pains but I know it is my story to tell now to all of those who are finding themselves lifeless in the grasp of a lover who never asked for anything more than a warm body to treat like a cold body in the sheets.
Ab himmat nahi hai
Dobara un galiyo me Aane k
Tumse takrane ki
Phir dil lagaane ki
Tum par mar jaane ki
Ab mujhme himmat nahi hai...