Category: painful
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Going to be Gone
Where did my heart go? Where did I leave myself? I have to keep going I must keep going. The pain keeps me going, if I stop, I cry. I am immobilized. Life seems empty and wireless. I try to keep fighting, but my fight is gone, and I no longer have my will. I…
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The Split Man
What is Anger? For much of my childhood, it was my enemy. It was alcohol. It was the thing that kept me away from loving people how I wanted to and really caring for them. It was intoxicating. The rage, the feelings of justification. When I’m angry I feel the weight of the world pushing…
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My Constant
Sadness. The only thing I can rely on. The only thing that has stayed the same throughout this tear soaked life. It makes me feel. It resonates with my inner being. Adding splashes of color in the desolate confines of my mind. Blue and Grey. Like an ocean in a storm. The waves are nauseating.…
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Fear
It can paralyze the mist brace at heart. It can rip out the beating heart of peace and leave only a rushing flood of blood. It can stop you still in your tracts or leaving you running until your legs wear away. It can force you to act and do things you never thought you’d…
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The Cage
How does one face scrutiny when everything is mounted against you? There seems to be nothing that I can do. No words that I can say. And no course of action that can be taken. I am stuck inside opinion and illusion. A story made in someone else’s mind. A version of reality that is…
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Heaven
My will to move forward is decreasing This uphill battle is going down hill. Things are taking a turn for the worst, but this isn’t new, this is life. This has been my life for the last decade. Pain Struggle There’s nothing more for me here. There’s nothing more that I can do. Giving in…
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The only option
I can’t think of any other way. I have to fade from you. I thought I could be close to you and not be with you, but I don’t think I can. I am sorry that I am not strong enough to help you. I know you value me, but I am selfish. I can’t…
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The pain of love
Why do I choose the things I can’t have? Why do I want the things I can’t. Why is the girl I want the girl God says I can’t have? Why am I like this, but it doesn’t matter, cuz she doesn’t like this. Me, the one she has no feelings for, I can brighten…
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Sometimes it is No
Sometimes the answer is no. No to fun. No to school. No to work. No to games. No to people. No to life. When it is that one, when it is no to life, I spend my nights crying. My tears are often filled with self pity and furious resentment accompanied by a deep sorrow.…
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Who I am
What have I become? I do nothing but cry and whine over myself. I have done more crying while writing here than I should have. Pity has stained my very existence. Ever since I was young, I believed that I should be the best friend to someone else’s story. Although that might be a beneficial…
Words of Healing 