Poetic Outlet

All things emotional... Anything not credited to someone else is orginal.

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Come to the Altar- Elevation Worship

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I live in a panicked state that sits somewhere between “don’t be so hard on yourself” and “success is my only option”.

[introvertunites]

23 Emotions People Feel But Can’t Explain

Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.

Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.

Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.

Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.

Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.

Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.

Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.

Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.

Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.

Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.

Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.

Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening

Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.

Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.

Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.

Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.

Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.

Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.

Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.

Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.

Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.

Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.

Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.

Source John Koenig, writer and creator of The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows.

[poetic-outlet]

gandalf: let the ring bearer decide

frodo: we shall go through the mines

gandalf: i immediately regret letting you choose

[myalternatereality]

Sometimes, you just need to be alone. And that’s okay. Sometimes it’s overwhelming to constantly listen to other people, to be swept up in a whirlwind of small talk. Sometimes it’s important to focus on the voice in your head, so you can filter through everything and refocus on what matters to you. Sometimes you need to reground yourself internally, before you can present yourself to the external world again. Sometimes you simply need to think for yourself. And that’s okay.

(via myalternatereality)

[myalternatereality]

Silence is underappreciated. Those moments in the middle of the night when the whole house is asleep and the air seems to settle around you. That moment when you turn to your best friend and just smile because you don’t need words to forge a connection. When the pavement and the road clear, leaving you alone, and somehow your head seems to clear as well. When you duck your head underwater and, for a second, you’re cut off from the rest of the world. Somehow, in these moments, we disconnect with the world and reconnect with our souls. Because in silence, we can finally hear them.

(via myalternatereality)

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[radiantquotes]

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Why do we close our eyes when we pray, when we cry, when we kiss, when we dream? Because the most beautiful things in our life are not seen but felt only by the heart.

(via nyclocale)

[radiantquotes]

[dailyinspirationquotes]

[flowersandfilth]

That’s not a tear in my eye.  It’s a land of myth and a time of magic.

[poetic-outlet]

That hit me right in the Merlin

[poetic-outlet]

People ask me how I am, and just like everyone else, I reply,

"good."

I've told that lie so many times I believed it.

I didn't even realize I was lying.

The more accurate response to that question would be,

"nothing."

"I don't feel anything."

Then again there are times when I feel everything all at once.

Everything only comes in the silence of night.

The demons I have become immune to during the day suddenly sound like they're screaming.

My demons and my tears are my lullaby.

I thought my greatest fear was the night; I would silently plead with the day not to leave me alone with myself

Now I realize I am just as afraid of the daytime and the lies it makes me tell.

Before I fall asleep I beg my demons not to leave me alone with the world.

I am so afraid of feeling nothing.

[arslongaaresbrevis]

[leidgott]

[poetic-outlet]

I'm Fine.

Most of the time, I'm fine; I believe my own smile, and even find a laugh.

Sometimes though, sometimes, I have to fight the tears.

When I ask myself why the tears come, the answer doesn't come quite as easily.

I know what started it all, but I don't know why it won't end.

The cloud that rolled over my beautiful sun won't go away.

Even when I believe I'm fine, the cloud remains.

The best days are when a ray of sunshine escapes though the pervasive darkness.

The problem is that the ray makes me realize how dark it really is.

And just like that the cloud hides my sun... As if it had never existed.

[poetic-outlet]

Fly me higher than the moon

Make me a star to call my own

Sit on it with me so we can twinkle together

if even for just a little while

I don't mind if you push me off;

I'll fall knowing you loved me once