Constant change of moods.

Exhaustion.

She dreamt of a love that was really something not just the idea of something

Feeling numb is still a feeling

You used to go to this very dark place out of all these places you could find filled with blaze but no...as dark as you may be you choose the darkest place you might go to...but now I think of it maybe you were so sick of seeing yourself burn yourself to the ground....maybe you were afraid of dropping your life like the cigar you are soon to burn and step on it and turn your almost ash life into a complete ash....
As soon as you lit that cigar your face dimmed more than ever....it was like with the smoke came your thousand years of sadness and with the ash came the past you cannot burn.....
-Yeab T🥀-

One day without no big reason while you are living your usual messed up life you will feel tired of everything as if the weight of the world is on your shoulders. You'll feel as if your lungs and heart are tired fighting for you. You don't wanna cry or slit or sleep or forget or wish for all of it to go away. You'll find yourself longing for the END of it all...the conclusion for this no good of a life. At that exact moment you'll find yourself fighting to breathe without actually wanting to breathe. You'll pray to God to give you the potion of peace and he will turn his back on you. The world will look at you with a smirk on its face secretly filled with pleasure of seeing you crumble. Not God Not the world Not you can make it all disappear. And as feeble as you are you'll close your eyes and feel your painful tears pay visit to your dry chicks...you'll sit in the darkness with accompanying loneliness,helpless.
-Yeab T🌑-

i just want one motherfucking moment of peace.

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This emptiness and darkness have become a home.

I find myself disappearing in them.

I am used to their pointy thorns .

I am numb to their pain.

I don't know who to be and what to feel anymore.

I am tired of things I can't control.

My soul is exhausted.

He asked "what do you do when It all downs on you?"
I said "I find myself in the darkness."
"I hide in the disappearance of my bruised slit wrists and the constant reappearance of all the things that broke my heart."
"It somehow feels like Home. Home has always been here."

"I was looking for my heaviest burden, and I only found myself." | Friedrich Nietzsche.

With what profound creativity did God create pain?