Is there a hidden mood to every day life? An atmosphere in which is a reflection of how you truly feel deeply within? Perhaps it is your life’s fuel? Whatever happens when it is running low? Or worse, Empty? Can one simply notice it? Notice the utter depletion of your life’s essence? If so, Where… Read More Obscurities
How are you feeling today? To my dismay, It’s a bottomless pit of emptiness this time around I feel like I’m plummeting down an endless tomb As I fall the silence becomes more and more mind breaking… My mind is so blank I feel like an animated corpse Whose only purpose is to be aware… Read More We lied
He loves Spring and Summer, but each year they weigh his heart down a little more. Two beautiful seasons, truly. Yet, they only hurt him. This hurts differently from the others though. This is a gentle hurt and perhaps it’s imbued with a yearning of some sort. He wishes he could understand what he is… Read More What is he feeling?
Basking in what the Sun has to offer Illuminating my darkness Cleansing my soul of all its woe Lucidity at last
This yearning is foolish I am far from ready Nourishment is needed To mend my fading, blue soul It oscillates Between a state of deep sadness And a state of emptiness, which only frustrates Sometimes in stops in-between That’s when my soul is veiled By the exhausting blackness That hums words that resonate for the… Read More Three States, Yet None To Choose From
Melancholy, The way it gently squeezes my heart The way pensive feelings slowly ooze out the cracks Of my very numb heart The pain reassuring me that I can feel That I do, indeed, live However sad my existence is Hopefully, next time It won’t be melancholy But happiness However, that’s too far away I… Read More A gentle hurt