27-Jul-2024, 15:37

I’m rarely provoked, but when it happens, it's always because of those who preach patience while they themselves have never tasted true suffering.

19-Jun-2024, 20:40

Just feel like I want to scream my pain away, but instead of the unpleasant sound that usually comes from the flesh-bound throat, I want my voice to be music...
I want the agony to transform into melody that reaches to the far ends of existence instead.

26-Apr-2024, 10:24

Why do I keep reminiscing about the past, yearning for memories gone when I know that I have never been happy?

Am I nostalgic for my youth? My innocence? My obliviousness of what is to come?

Perhaps I long for the energy, motivation and hope I used to possess prior to their replacement by hopelessness, pessimism and despair...

Perhaps I merely miss the quiet moments where I thought I had all the time in the world, and I could always take it slow...
Now, I no longer have that luxury because time stopped being on my side... perhaps it deluded me into thinking that it was on my side, when in reality I was always alone...

8-Jan-2024, 03:09

It feels like it's just me and my tiny memories against the world...

25-Dec-2023, 13:58

The desire to self-destruct is so tempting... so delicious, so promising of change, though a disastrous one; it bores into my skin like an itch I'm not allowed to scratch. I circle around the notion and envision the emotional rewards which will grant me a temporary relief, sparing me from a few moments of boredom. Eventually, the consequences of this very destruction will overwhelm me and drown me in a sea of guilt and regret.
For now, however, the desire burns within me, yet I dare not fulfill it...