I don't think I can ever stress enough the power of words.
How it moves you, touches you,
How it strikes you harder than the hardest blows you've faced before.
It has created worlds that we've learned to dive into, to feel things you never thought you'd feel.
And yet perhaps there's nothing that's thrown around more callously than the words you speak.
Words have let you learn, words have let you be heard, to be understood and I wish you'd said things with more compassion.
With all the words I wrote that I wished would reach you,
I wish at least a few would have got through.
With all the words you could have said to save us,
I wish you hadn't picked the ones that finally sunk us.
CAPTION - (In continuation to my previous post ...)
They say the universe was manifested from a thought. Researchers say, we have around 60,000 thoughts in a day and 80% are negative thoughts and 95% are repetitive! Woah!!! Also, you might have noticed if we don't scan our thoughts and consciously choose and let a single negative thought slip in ...it can ruin not only days but weeks and in some extreme case lives too! So power of thought is for real. Use it for your favor and choose wisely...but don't slip into overthinking ... you will need energy for the next step as well - Align your Actions!
there is this flying thought
don't ask the magnitude of it
if I think about it
will explode into a universe
and, if I let go
it will be sucked into a blackhole!
here's to the fighters. it's okay. you don't need to be strong all the time. you're enough. you always were. (swipe for full poem. this one came from a raw place that has taken a long time to heal. if you are recovering from trauma, then you are a warrior. no doubt about it. x)
perhaps you’re a nostalgic melancholy
euphony of a divine prose
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[..] E nonostante tutto credo talvolta: se si può perire di felicità, ciò deve capitare a me. E se uno destinato a morire può ritornare in vita grazie alla felicità io rimarrò in vita.
Lettere a Milena,Franz Kafka
Don't be a ravishing landscape.
Be a cloud.
Ever flaring,always travelling.
Let the winds of time carry you along
And whenever you decide to stay, make it rain!
Probing into the soul of men,
Finding a way to their hearts!
Intoxicating them of every bit of dryness.
Trust me. Love, happiness and people who are soft to your soul belong with you. They do. A piece from my third book, 'My Hope for Tomorrow' which is available to purchase from the link in my bio now! Sending you all lots of love xx
It all started years ago, when the earth moved below my feet and my whole life was engulfed by a void that never seems to end. Do you know what it's like to be silent and yet scream so loud? To feel your heart being ripped out slowly but no one can see it, that no one can understand it? I hope you don't.
People ask me about it, about what's going on with me and I don't know what to tell them. I just know that I was happy and now I'm not and I don't know the words to join to form the sentences that can explain why; but if you ask me if I'm okay, I'll answer that I am not. I'm not okay and I haven't been for a long time and I'm tired of pretending to be. I want to be okay now, for real this time, I want to be able to listen to every song on my playlist without having to deal with a panic attack, I want to laugh like I mean it and I want to have one night's sleep where it's not nightmares or my fears waking me up but the warmth of the morning on my face.
I feel like I'm walking around with this shadow on my back that's slowly taking away all the colours of my life, that's slowly pushing me towards the edge and I cannot shake it off; but when I look in the mirror, all I can see is my own face, and I don't notice a smile. How do people do it? Smile.
I'm all alone, I have been since and I don't feel I want to be anymore. I want to go out and hug someone, to have someone keep their hand on my head and tell me it's going to be okay, to have someone's shoulder to cry (and sleep) on. I know it's common for many of you, to have someone you can hug and that's why you take it for granted, but me? I w̶a̶n̶t̶ ̶t̶o̶ crave to have the physical assurance and affection of someone, either platoonic or otherwise because it's the one thing I never had and I can use it right about now, because it's not been strawberries and sundaes lately.
I hate taking risk; I've always been so scared all this time. But with you, there's always an exception - you made me so sure of everything because they simply feels right.
That's why I can finally say that the universe didn't conspire our paths for no apparent reason, I'm sure of that. But now, I begin doubting and asking myself again that maybe, maybe we were only meant for small infinity - now that we're separating our ways.
I went home and found my childhood
neatly stacked in my sisters drawers
because my mother
wouldn’t have it any other way
because she’s like that
“It’ll make it easier”
when we’re gone”. .
••| the things you’ve endured and the things you’ve experienced do not define you. your existence is not tainted by your decisions and miscalculations. you are worthy of nothing but love. ♥️ my book “chameleon aura” is available now via Amazon, Barnes & Noble, IndieBound, Books-a-Million, Target, takealot, and wherever books are sold. link in bio as well. 🦎🌹