You are a part of my world now.when I wake up I reach for you and even though you are not physically there I feel you move inside me.I breath and my lungs are full of you.There is no moment my heart stops feeling you or missing you.please come soon.please stay.
-V-

The wound is the place where the light enters you....
-rumi💚-

A 'house' needs love to be called a 'home'.

Do you ever feel you're not even friends with your friends

Despite anything that we say or write or do, we'll always be broken

We are branches from the same tree.We must plant ourselves where we are and know in our hearts,we are Home.
-Sweetness in the Belly

This is how pain is perpetuated
How you convinced yourself this is healing
When it feels more like hurting
How this pain is needle
How this pain is dagger
When you arenot sure if you are sowing the wound or cutting it deeper
-Nayo Jones

Anyone else have a sharpener with no blade?

And it comes and it cripples me whenever it wants.My body and mind,my heart included are like a house without a guard to look over.The burglar just comes anytime he wants and takes whatever he likes...

I sheded.I slitted.I wrote.
Every single one of them eased my pain for moments.But at the end of the day it was all that was in my power.No amount of blood or Tear or words could cease the pain.Even knowing that I still might find asylum in them.
-Yeab T🌘-

(Another session with my psychiatrist)
I have been living with this my entire life.As a child I didn't play much with children.Other children laugh and their heart smiles.I laugh and my heart aches.I always find myself running from place to place without ever having to feel at home.I longed for my mother's arms to be my light house.I witnessed her disgust from her eyes.Bunch of people who seemed like they laughed since never sat beside me in the cold silent house with their dull eyes staring at the ground,later to fall on it seeking happiness till their knees were bruised in front of the almighty.My body grew and became tired of my soul.The cracks in my heart widened.I don't think this depression came now.I think It was always in me.I think it is me.I THINK I AM THE DEPRESSION.
-Yeab T🌑-

Have you ever choked yourself?

When the song plays it awakens my demons

I hope I find peace within myself I hope it exists

I want to be more than the sadness running through my arteries.

It is okay to pull back the pieces of yourself you shared because you currently have enough of you to keep fighting.

The darkness and the silence surround me.

Listen to the pain.pain teaches us who we are.

I struggle everyday to find lost pieces of myself.
It is not easy.
Some days I feel every fracture inside me.
People say you can start over everyday.
True.maybe.
But you have scars.The aftermath of old wounds.
Whatever you become you will carry those scars.
-V🖤-

Call me names and disdain me but I will still run to those same arms that hurt me...long for their touch and wish for the days my lips taste the sweetness of theirs