• Dark

    by  • May 21, 2017 • Depression • 1 Comment

    Never before have I ever felt this way. Hopeless. Dead inside. Pathetic. The last one was for many things, but most of all for writing my feelings on an online anonymous website. Crazy I tell you.

    Life is tinged with gray and tastes of bitterness. It’s my new normal. I have to get up somehow. I have always managed to before. I just don’t know how to do it now. I don’t. I can’t. But I NEED to. NOW.

    Fuck.

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    One Response to Dark

    1. Dark Angel
      May 22, 2017 at 3:30 am

      There is always hope . I can promise you this. When the sun sets in its last hour of the day ,it then rises again the next day with no selfiish intentions , other than to be one with the tides when the oceans in tandem with the moon to bring it back again and keep going and so shall you- Begin again. There is always brightness and beauty in the dawn of all days when we suffer but never forget the beauty of the darkness of all days in order for us to see the light again.




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