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Sorrow - Blog Posts
Thomas Merton, Thoughts in Solitude
Life tells me I must grow from sadness and sorrow… and I ache from the wound that I caused myself from loving too much.
Let it burn
I'm tired of this ritual
again I write with disdain,
my heart is heavy with sorrow
perpetually drowning in pain.
i don't know
A lil pic I spent all night on. Its suppose to depict the pain of sorrow/saddness.
Didn’t bother adding a chain to the anchor to attach it to him so it’s just sticking on him, I guess.
the hypnos lullaby v2 fnf mod as gotten me thinkin about pokepastas again <3
... Or Give Me Death.
Im nobody, the faceless.
the one you forget and leave nameless.
the one who cares for the careless.
teaches fear to be fearless.
thatll pick you up and be proud of.
the one who will give it all up.
who will bare your pain for a smile.
and all the while....
Im nobody the faceless.
the one forgot, burred nameless
the one trying to find where this pain fits.
wears a mask where their face is
fast loosing their patience.
one thats tired just waiting for days end.
questions existence.
that just want to KNOW.
they made one persons day
then the pain was worth it.
but not taken away
.
The undead.
I live like a ghost. invisible and stuck to the corners and dim lit ways you never walk. observing without being seen or felt. as life unfolds around me, I burry the burden. this skeleton in my closet.
I lost a good friend and a sister. Here we are in happier moments. Tough loss. Her husband and her lived in Mary Pickford’s Hollywood cottage.
I told her that every time Leon Russell’s music plays I’ll think of her just before she passed. . 💔
Someone I knew- an acquaintance, died today. I was indifferent to his existence, we all are to most people we casually encounter but it's hard to be entirely indifferent to their death too. You feel for the the possibility of life they could've had, you feel for the sorrow of those who knew them, you feel anxieties and hopelessness of those who were left behind with a hole in their daily lives because of that death. You feel the utter despair even if just for a second. I am not surprised that I did too, even if just for a few minutes as the realness of the moment hit me at once and overwhelmed my mind. I cried, a little but I did and I had no control over it. It's the origin of that burst of grief from within- the heartbreak for the family of that cold dead body being mourned now, the heartbreak of the good and bad that person was being everyday of their life but will be no more, the heartbreak for the cries and heartache that isn't even mine.
Here's to the relief of death still being merely an acquaintance to me.
https://www.instagram.com/p/B4gDsyzIm97/?igshid=5i9ii2qqoi13
This is one of my old drawings, i was trying to study reflections (in the screen of the helmet) and a dramatic scene of a dying pilot, happy tho to have done his duty.
Hope you like this emotional drawing❤🐲
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This is about JEDEA. (Jason and Medea of cause!)
I hate that I'm afraid to sleep, not because of the demons that try to get at me as my dreams turn into nightmares.
It's because I survived today, everyone I care about in this fragile world I live in survived the day. Tomorrow..... Is inevitable and could be so much worse than any bad day I've ever had to live through.
While I go to sleep, against my will, but out of necessity. I know I have the comfort of my moon to glow upon me.
I don't take her for granted.
“You may’ve bought the gun,
But I made my own powder.”
(RMS, 8-8-21.)
I dont want to...
You seldom start a journey with hopes of being somewhere, excitement of meeting someone and the thirst to be around your people.
So did I want to be in a place where no matter how crazy I become it would be fine.
Because I was going "home" where there were "my people"
Mistaken was I that it would not matter.
Because I just was an obligation they could not say no to.
The excitement was one sided and so were the hopes.
Even before reaching I want this journey to end
My destination never to come.
I want to go back and never return.
This was a bad idea but now I cant turn back.
I dont want this vaccation
I dont wanna go "home"
Black blindfold
No home where i belong
Lost in the here and now
Haven't seen me for too long
Lost in the fog of the past
Such a sad sight for
Sad eyes and a bad mind
Where have I been?
It feels so wrong
To look through blind eyes
There ain't no hindsight
This pain consumed the pictures
But the sorrow still lingers
She said:
"Dont think of a pink elephant"
And I couldn't see
They say I’m too young to be sad
and to smart to stay so quiet
but
Who made me this way?
Trust me,
It wasn’t me
— Yushan C.
Something inside my consciousness eats me up. And I'm not even exaggerating. I stare at this sudden invasion of eternal mirk swallowing my bones and shadows. I no longer have words to express the futility of my existence.
My spirit has grown heavy and my knees too weak to carry me, that once were quick to dance as fawns.
-Sappho
"While you live the moment of happiness, life brings some sort of Pain/sorrow in the very NEXT moment. Just coz you can realize, How PRECIOUS your Smile was !!"