Sad Things and Comfort Colors

She/Her, 27 A spiritual being on a human journey🌱 Here you might find plants and other dandy things that make you feel alive✨

[urgetocreate]

Emanuel A. Petersen (Danish 1894-1948), View of Greenland Fjord Lit Up by the Midsummer Sun, 1936, Oil on canvas

[fromhersoul]

[jdvesper]

New Poem: “Where Do I Begin With Gone”

A prose poem about the aftermath of losing someone you love — when grief does not come in order, when sadness, anger, guilt, numbness, and loneliness arrive all at once, and even the smallest parts of the day feel impossible.

This piece is for the kind of mourning that has no clear beginning.

The kind that makes the world feel unfamiliar.

The kind no one truly understands unless they have lived inside it.

Not a poem about moving on.

Not a poem about being strong.

A poem about surviving the first breath.

The next hour.

The unbearable day.

Read Where Do I Begin With Gone? now on Ink & Silence:

“Grief does not line up politely.

It does not wait its turn.

It floods the room.”

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A raw prose poem about grief after the death of a loved one, exploring loss, loneliness, depression, emptiness, and the struggle to keep sur

[frodocore]

i love you white boy

[tenephre]

[laestrellaa]

[gothredy]

[fromhersoul]

“People you may know” needs to be removed from social media.

[laterkiss]

everytime i want something i should be shot in the head

[gothredy]

[gothredy]

[gothredy]

[th3-gentl3man]

Amor ao luar.

[angelkarafilli]

Stained glass window

[itquiet-deactivated20240530]

[fog-world]

[calypzonymph]

i send you love, you’ve sent it right back. every single day since you’ve been gone…i look for the love from you in the world around me that you no longer inhabit.

you are still you. i am still me. and one day, when my time here is done , it can once again be We. Us. You and Me. in the same form again.

[gothredy]