A happily ever after story
He knows he can’t have one. He dreams about it. He closes his eyes and pretends that he’s there, his happy place by the sea at sunset and the slow wind is softly touching his face and she’s there next to him smiling with love and tenderness in her eyes. Suddenly he wakes up to the cold truth of who he really is. read more »
It wasn’t your fault
“It wasn’t your fault”
He keeps saying it, He keeps telling himself that it wasn’t his fault. He wasn’t the one supposed to stop this. The price he paid for one mistake he didn’t make was too much to bear. Everyday passes by brings him one step closer to the cliff. All those prayers couldn’t bring him peace, couldn’t wash the memories away so he just stopped. Although he still believes in god he stepped down from his train, taking a walk to eternal fire he believes in. read more »
TV wisdom
I’m not ashamed of the fact that I am a big TV fan, I really do love TV series. What I hate about some shows is the freaking wisdom that you can never apply to anybody’s life not just yours, I can never swallow this wisdom that TV writers pour on me. they make it look so damn easy.
“All you need is love” And suddenly you find the love of your life coming out of a coma.
“bla bla bla (a motivational speech)” and you go on to score the final goal and win the world championship for the biggest fart ever made.
etc..
But here’s a piece of wisdom I actually can apply to myself and to others:
“being aware of your crap and actually overcoming your crap are two very different things” read more »
Triggers
You’re on top of the earth, Every inch of your body is filled with happiness. You’re laughing, you’re not wearing your mask anymore. But then one word, one look at someone’s eyes, or just one smile reminds you of who you really are and in a second you’re back to being sad, lonely, surrounded with clouds of memories, surrounded with the daemons from your closet. Back to being…. you. Little bits and pieces of happiness is all you can have, that’s what the universe will allow you to have in this life. It’s not about being nice, being good, being evil. It’s all about luck. read more »
A letter to nowhere
Not a day goes by without your picture invading my mind. Every little thing reminds me of you. Little words fly around me and I suddenly see your face. My smile dims away, my mind travels to the time when we were together, I remember your words, your poems, And now when I’m sick and lonely and can’t move, I remember the shy touch of your hand. I have what you wanted me to have but it’s all for nothing, nothing can make me happy. Couple of days ago a friend told me to move on, why do I hate myself for wishing to do that. Holding on to a memory is painful, but letting go is not easy, or is it just my addiction to sadness that’s keeping you alive inside my heart. read more »
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