i used to be filled with artistic aspirations — always having some newfound idea coursing through my veins … but now, the overwhelming noise and never ending media consumption just makes me want to disappear into a dark void.
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i used to be filled with artistic aspirations — always having some newfound idea coursing through my veins … but now, the overwhelming noise and never ending media consumption just makes me want to disappear into a dark void.
i don’t think i care about anything anymore
nothing quite freeing then being released from the shackles of a crush
when nearly every thought written down is a spilled emotion
please, i am begging to understand … what is the meaning to truly love someone? when i feel as though i’ve come to an understanding the idea of it quickly unravels.
couldn’t begin to tell you the difference between love and hate
kitchen portrait studies on absolutely nothing ‘15
what’s the use in being in a relationship when you can’t artistically challenge yourself? i feel like lovers should naturally stimulate one another to constantly push forward.
back to becoming strangers. back to a beginning where no love was formed. back to just pretending.
you said you loved me. you said you cared. you said that i was the one you could see the end with but somehow you’ve left me with only feelings of loneliness and despair. i could have sworn the beginning was meant to flow with ease — to flow with unceasing love and passion … where we’re both left pleased. but instead, yet once again, i am left to tend to the matters of love without you. and when i vocalize the efforts needed to flourish our garden, you sing a song masked with conviction in hopes you will be pardoned. how can you not see? how the weight of loving you has stripped me of my peace — stripped me of my sanity.
you say you love me but your affections are shown only in hiding. where the shadow is casted and the isolation of darkness is soon arriving. how can you claim to love when you have left me with the burden of loving you in loneliness. what a sap i have been. i suppose your words were merely just that, words. but my heart has been too stubborn and my mind is no fool. i am at war with myself, a foolish foolish duel.
how could i not see? that your inactions are the action itself. that in truth, you never loved me nor will you ever do … because i could have sworn that the beginning was meant to be serene but your actions simply put, are cruel.
the saddest part is you only showed affection when others weren’t looking, only in hiding. and like the very fool i am, gave in.
i just want to go take a 24 hour nap
headaches and heartache
there is an art to starting over.
(always) begins and ends with a hiatus.
stop. rewind. pause. fast forward. eject.
what am i to do? experiencing these intense emotions of unrequited love. i assure you this too is an ailment of the heart. if i dare speak aloud my torment — they will paint me as deranged. “focus on yourself” these are the words they sing with no melody. but how can i? how do i explain that there is no self without you? surely, i understand the foolishness of my words … but that does not negate the fact that they are rooted in truth. the moment you stepped afoot in my life, you affectionately sowed seeds of love that until this very day i have been unable to uproot. you made it so that i am unable to distinguish self from you. you from me. how can they not grasp that by letting you go, i am surrendering myself to defeat? a death so slow, a death so cruel — that i would not even dare to wish this curse upon my enemies.
“home isn’t the same without you. my heart coils with anxiousness, drenched in fear of what i’ll become. why’d you leave me here, a mess, distraught … all alone with my thoughts?”