“Be patient where you sit in the dark. The dawn is coming.” - Rumi
The Dawn 21/10/2021 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
October 20, 2021 (21:26)
I am in a state of hopelessness.
My heart feels bitter- it is as if I am unable to feel anything but.
My body aches. It is a constant aching in every square inch of my body, inside & out.
Such anguish & misery is slowly killing me.
It hurts. I am hurting.
"Good morning you beautifully gorgeous creature, you are a goddess of such fine proportions that I can't get you out of my mind.. I love you so much, this is true."
When I think of you, I can't stop thinking about you - eUë
I'm too weird to be understood and all I need is to be understood
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October 20, 2021 (21:27)
It seems as though I am immobilized in a spider web.
I struggle to break free. To elude from these inescapable strings of silky webs.
This struggle has gone on far too long now.
I am afraid that I am simply losing the will to commit to breaking free.
The web continues to imprison my body.
It will continue for as long as I keep trying to abscond.
This wretched world that keep on testing you emotionally, physically, and financially; there is someone who got you ! It's you. The day you realise that no one is coming to save you because they gotta save themselves too, I promise that you will be liberated.There is one life and we gotta live it for ourselves and no one else. Let them try breaking you down, and you show them how to keep rising from the ashes.
you ask,
“does it hurt to see them happy?”
and a year ago i would’ve said,
“it’s a despairing, aching pain”
a year ago i was desperate for any type of love
even unrequited
now though,
i’d just strike a sad smile and say,
“i’m happy they’re happy, just not with me”
if you love someone, let them go g.s 10.21
The sun set but the moon didn’t rise
I floated thru space
Without a reason or why
My oxygen was running out but I didn’t care
Until you made me breathe
Fast forward a month or two,
You’ve been sleeping easily at night while im up writing poems about you by candlelight
Im drawn to you like moths are to flame/ and its rather intense, maybe I should ashamed (but im not)
You forgot that I exist and everyone thinks I should stop but still I persist
And you realize I’m kinda crazy/ but darling the second I saw you everything else went hazy
I can’t get the thought of you out of my mind/ you’re the only thing I think about in my bed at night
You became the sun of my solar system/ the light of my life
I was pulled in by your gravity/ but you keep trying to get away
And I can’t understand why
Because before I met you,
I was left in darkness and the sun set but the moon didn’t rise
And I floated thru space
Without a reason or why
And I didn’t care that I couldn’t breathe until you locked eyes with me.
And now I can’t understand why you’re trying to leave…
just finished reading This Is How You Lose The Time War and im going insane
the mind is a scary place
"it doesn't matter how far i go,
because at the end,
i'll end up in my own head,
tired, bruised and feeling
a little less than dead."
©ash
Clearly you wanted more
Becasue
My love wasn’t enough
My kisses and touch just became too much
The promises you and I made all of a sudden became null
…
Clearly I was no longer the one
Instead it was this new girl
Who you had only known for a month
Kiran
luka @ me the second i posted that no one knows chat noir’s identity
i am not expecting anyone to read IAW, by the way. but it would be nice if someone else could feel it the same way i feel it. pull yourself out of the hole.
in another world we could have blossomed, to me, means that it is possible. It is always possible.
Death and grief and hell on earth cannot keep you from it. You will bloom, regardless of what you want to do.
Life is stubborn and fragile and will progress whether you want it to or not.
pull yourself out of the hole.
DAMIAN DIDNT EVEN BOTHER WITH THE DISGUISES AND STEPH’S COSTUME IS SO STUPID AND LOOK AT TIM I-
THEYRE SIBLINGS YOUR HONOR
* in life, finding nothing quite bleak enough to have its encounter deemed ironic to an optimist,
& little as enchanted as a good day or nightdream's cast to ether an upscale emotion;
merely middling moments, mashed
as paddling a lake, laconicly, hot takes to the contrary.
any comparison to shrill fairy tales told tall & unnecessarily
by mediated creations nationally screened, memed & streamed on social stations - be wary;
how vocal be the agitated: their sensibilities violated, aspirations debilitated, abilities unincubated - as they relate it.
me - 'im just elated, relatively serene: me & my 'om' in a home scene - for my spate, a skate 'cross a frosted lake
without breaking through to some premature fate with heav'n's early handshake.
leaving this here bloke by no means tired;
in my soul, there burns a fired, poetic heap
& i'm yet inspired...maybe not 'woke' - but far from asleep. . 10/21 - lebuc - life lines
