Εμφάνιση αναρτήσεων με ετικέτα drowning. Εμφάνιση όλων των αναρτήσεων
Εμφάνιση αναρτήσεων με ετικέτα drowning. Εμφάνιση όλων των αναρτήσεων

Δευτέρα 27 Νοεμβρίου 2017

My heart is tired.
My mind is tired.
My soul is tired.
I'm a tangled mess of sorry excuses and fake promises.
Broken over and over again to amuse an audience I'll never see.
What a sick game that is.
All I can do is watch and feel the pain.
I hope you're laughing or that you feel moved.
My act is just about to come to an end.
Sooner or later.
Soon.

Τρίτη 26 Σεπτεμβρίου 2017

Homage

And thus silence became the most deafening sound coming from her mouth.
An empty silence as if she never existed or as if she was a dream that passed.
She no longer had time to linger, to beg.
She left, and the void came right after ready to fill the space she once occupied.

Παρασκευή 22 Απριλίου 2016

Nevermind.

And lately I've had this feeling, like I need to breathe but there is no air all around. My lungs fill but I'm drowning.... Despair, agony, anxiety, sadness, self-blame all come crushing down without a warning, subtle moves from loved ones make me feel smaller than ever before and take all my worth away. I know this shouldn't happen but what can I do.... I wanna break down I wanna lie down and never get up again but I can't because I'm a coward and I could never end this.... this misery, this self loathing and all the doubt.
  It's eating me alive and I can't kill it, maybe secretly I don't want it to go away, maybe I'm content with being broken and being the "victim" maybe it's the easy way out and I can't see it....But lately even sleeping has become a chore, the nightmares are there creeping quietly driving me nuts... I can't trust no matter what, I always tend to find the stupidest little thing to annoy me and fill me with doubt and yet even though I know I and only I do this to myself i can't seem to stop.... It's always a thought that crosses my mind, that people will leave and i'll be alone again. But then again having them and feeling like a gum under their shoes is worse i suppose..... Every move I make seems another mistake to their eyes and I'm trying, God knows i'm trying to better myself and not be like that but i never seem to make it... It's but a vicious cycle of feeling worthless and trying to overcome while wanting to die every passing second.