She wiped her tears away, put on a fake smile and acted like nothing happened. And nobody ever noticed how she was breaking inside.
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i find it so funny i don’t even go to real people anymore. when i’m feeling sad i anonymously tell like 100 other people i never even talk to😂😂😂 wtf
2It’s 1 am for me, and still I struggle to blame free.
Why do I tend to disagree?
I am sovereignty.
0You tell me I’m overreacting when I’m crying, tell me how selfish I am and how I’m not good enough and still you wonder why I’m always tired, always sad and why I don’t smile and laugh like I used to before..
4It’s so sad how we used to cuddle each other
Intertwined our hands while walking
Heck, even we dance while the rain is pouring
Sweet whipers to my ears sent tingles
While I looked in your sparkling eyes
That resembled a whole universe
Until the table turned–
Talking to you is my insecurity
Holding your hands feel like a cold stone
Those eyes that used to be a light turned so dead
The rain would never be the same and I feel
like the thunder is making my room turned to be dull
When I thought I promised
That we could be together forever
You left this world with no crumbs and I
I kept blaming myself for not noticing
that your eyes tell me a story
About a boy who hurt himself because of
traumatic events when he was just a baby
When I thought that I am lucky
to have you in my arms when it is probably
you are the one that deserved the word lucky
To have someone that loves you way better
And you have me in your arms to keep you safe
[petalisa, 2021]
1no, you see i don’t think you understand. whatever you say/do when you’re upset and not thinking, my brain is gonna absorbe that like a fucking sponge and pick through every little word until it finds a reason for me to hate myself and then constantly remind me of that until it finds another reason.
2heartbreak is so odd.
you go weeks or even months existing miserably, simply striving to overcome the grief until you get to a point where you aren’t satisfied but you aren’t in agony every day anymore.
eventually, you begin to have faith in the possibility of being happy again. but then something occurs in your life abruptly, that triggers a recollection of him. random things are still a reminder of the love you maintain for a human being that shattered you to the core. it’s bizarre how something that is supposed to be beautiful can formulate into the worst pain imaginable.
1There are many people I could talk to about my problems, but I think nobody would listen, nobody would understand
3“I have so much to say
and no one to hear it,
the reason I keep quiet
with so much at stake”
I’m Not Okay, Citizen Soldier
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