Most nights my dad goes outside and stares at the dark sky. Does he feel unimaginable darkness inside himself? Is that why he likes the darkness so much...because its somehow a reflection of what he feels inside? Did that darkness somehow passed through our bloodline and found a home in my heart? I ask myself. And wait for answers. But I then realize I didnot utter those words for him to hear? I don't have the strength in me to ask him what makes him feel absent or tired or lost out of nowhere. He wouldn't know why. He just knows how to feel. Did he by any chance saw that same sadness through my eyes and struggled to ask me? Neither me nor him would ever know. But moments will pass and we will find ourselves loving eachother unconditionally... mending eachother's broken heart through our hugs and his beautiful smile. On rare days we would stare at each other in a crowded room and speak in words only understood by us. The words wont have sound but they will be more sensible to our hearts than anything we have ever spoken our entire life.we will find solace in eachother and we will forgive ourselves for the pain we unknowingly caused eachother. And lastly fill our eyes with tears for the darkness we are soon to pass through my womb.
-Yeab T🖤-

You don't know what this life can do to a fool like me🖤🖤🖤

You dont know what a love can do to a fool like me🖤🖤🖤

You dont know what this world can do to a fool like me🖤🖤🖤

Tell me something girl are you happy in this modern world?
Or do you need more?
Is there something else you are searching for?

I am falling in all the good times I find myself longing for change.🖤🖤🖤

Tell me something boy aren't you tired of trying to fill that void?

To hurt

To feel

My depression is placid. It hides very well, and it shows itself to no one. Some days I argue even with myself: is it my depression putting on a mask and smiling? Or am I truly happy?

Which one is worst tho, not having the mental energy or will to fix yourself even if you know what exactly is the problem or genuinely wanting to fix yourself but not knowing how to?

What if it's both?

What’s worse is knowing your problem and having the ability to fix yourself but you won’t because you don’t know who you are without your problems.