I would like to go on a walk for a while. So I thought why not hit you up too for my company. So you up for a walk?
SOUL'S TREMOR
It’s back.
This time, it’s hitting harder.
By harder, I mean it urges aggression,
Violent and chaotic.
The soul within the soul fights to escape.
I lay myself down,
Let her take up the rod,
Hit the scrap out of me.
Smash my lungs,and
Purge what’s stored inside,
Things that evoke fear
Deep, suffocating fear.
It’s no longer patient.
The person I am now cares less,
So the girl in me turns violent,
Forcing that care to return
For my mental well-being.
Mental distress
LATE NIGHT MOTIVATION
Nd I have heard in Google articles…
If you wanna move on..donot stop loving him..donot change ur ways..
Nd I am not...I think I am going thru the right path.
I am gonna get better soon..
I will shine as usual
Fearless nd smart ...that's who i am.
I am my strength,my frnd ,my love
I am a star and stars never fail to shine..
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“if ever you were in the vicinity of a loner, you might believe there is tranquillity in solitude, but if ever you were a loner, you know solitude is an escape from the pandemonium in a world that never could hear you screaming.”
— Ekta Somera
That's what I wanna hear..
I can always come to her
But never cry leaning on her shoulder
Because we don't do that
We don't show emotions mutually
I'll never do that
Because I can control
So, if I spend time with people who are nothing like me, it will broaden my horizon. If I think of risk as something to be understood and not eliminated, I draw the courage to act beyond fear. And if I do so in a manner that I am never entitled, I ensure that I grow in the process. This guarantees I am never limited by my self-imposed idea of what I am capable of doing.
Everything happens for a reason
No matter what happen think positively
I feel tired always as if my eyes is asking for rest, my mind is constantly thinking,I feel completely blank as if I am dead inside, sadness is like on and off
When you step into the zone of love , language as we know it becomes obsolete. That which cannot be put into words can only be grasped through silence.