HLL

Central Oregon grown/ Nature lover/ pisces/ writing enthusiast/ -HL

[an-inkling27]

All these years gone by and I still wear those scars.

A child by heart, and by rights.

I was made to grow up before my time.

A trauma too foreign or too painful, I can’t remember.

Who were you to me?

[an-inkling27]

It is okay to mourn the person you might have been without a mental illness.

It is also ok to accept the person that you are in spite of the illness and to love yourself through it.

There is no shame in the things that are outside of your control.

Stay strong. ❤️

[an-inkling27]

In this still.

in this dark.

in this quiet.

My mind threatens me with all the ways I cannot change.

To run away, if only.

I’ve tried countless times.

Now all that is left is to face you. All that is, give me strength.

[an-inkling27]

Before I met you I would seize the day. Long hours and bright smiles. I flourished.

After I met you, I could only rue the day. Isolated and dismissed. Excitement now is replaced only with dread. I miss the old me, I miss a time before my trust for the world was torn away. I miss the innocence, the confidence.

I won’t speak your name, I won’t give you credit, for you are the poison.

-HL

[an-inkling27]

I am angry at you. The one thing I should have known how to give away was taken from me first.

So young.

No innocence .

You ruined me.

[an-inkling27]

Make me as the heavy raindrops, transform me into the cool and gentle breeze.

Fold my body and make me one with the ocean, for she is the greatest of these.

-HL

[an-inkling27]

If you choose to strike me down I will not get up.

Instead, I will become the salt of the Earth, ruining your Sunday bests and crippling your daydreams with thoughts of deep regret.

-HL

[garbagebaron]

[an-inkling27]

The roots of my sorrow run deep.

Deep enough to seep down into unknown places; where the rivers run dark, where the tears that made them so might baptize the unexplored earth beneath.

The roots of my sorrow run deep.

Deep enough that I find myself hoping they never see daylight.

-HL

[an-inkling27]

Paint me oh brave one, show me thy triumphant ways so that I too might flourish.

-HL

[an-inkling27]

Shallow days lead to sleepless nights when the heart cries out for recognition.

-HL

[an-inkling27]

I have to be my own before I can be yours; blue valentine.

-HL

[quotefeeling]

“Nothing haunts us like the things we don’t say.”

— Mitch Albom, Have a Little Faith

[an-inkling27]

What strange times we have lived to see, when we must feel shame and apologize for being merely human.

It is as if this flesh and this blood were tied to some great indiscretion, one that we were destined at birth to commit.

-H.L Laughlin

[an-inkling27]

When the past is too painful, I beg you; move forward.

-HL

[an-inkling27]

To wait in devastating silence ought to be a sin; a pit tears my stomach, a lump plagues my throat.

Mine is ignorance, yours is bliss.

I search through the past to place the blame, to point the cold finger.

To you or to me, it doesn’t matter.

I will let the bitterness sweep me under.

I hope she was worth it.

-HL

[quotefeeling]

“Close some doors. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because they no longer lead somewhere.”

— Paulo Coelho