struggling can be beautiful

uᴉɐd uᴉɥʇᴉʍ ʇɹɐ

[sweetlymorose]

We all burn at different paces, some will disappear before others under fire.

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When things start going well I wonder who’s watching, waiting, to blow it all up.

[sweetlymorose]

Blood spattered on to the pages but I was too blind to see.

[sweetlymorose]

L̛̠̝̜ͩ͛ͣͪ̔͌ͦͥ̌͑̋i̛̠̒̂̃͜f̷̯̗͎͋̋͊͆ͪͫ͛̚e̳_̵͇̬̘̟̗ͣ̊ ị̴̸̡̛̪ͣ͂͐ͦ͂͟͜s̶̡̖̩̫̙͇̯̝̍͊̿͋̽̇̒́͑͌̈́ͮ̎͛̐̾ͣͭ̃ͧ̚̚͝ͅ a̧̝̤͖͚̘̙̺̟͛̐̉ͧ̿̇̏ͭ̍ͤ̅̓ͬ́ͮ͋ͦ̒ͨͯ͝͞͠n̛̰̜̺̞̥ͣ̈ͥ̅ͪ͐͊_̷͖̪̙̺͒̒͒̃ͤͭ̃̓̓ͥͣͅ e̵̷̪̱̰̬̦͇͒̀r͖̟̘ͪ̈́̓̒̒̑̆͋̚͞͡ȑ̷̵̴̸̴̢͖̠̜͙̰͎͔̼͎̫͉̖̥̦̲̲ͥ͌ͬ͑ͯ͌̊ͦͦ͋̔ͮ̔ͣ̿̓̔̚͟͝ͅo̧͉̦ͥ̌ͧͪ̑́͢ŕ̶̵̭̳͉́͟

[sweetlymorose]

Dark thoughts ahead…

[sweetlymorose]

Do you ever experience so much pain that you can’t even cry? So many times I sit in my pain, frozen.

[sweetlymorose]

Her waves take me to a new hope.

[sweetlymorose]

Moments when the brain quiets are euphoric. Why must it feel so unattainable?

[sweetlymorose]

Standing on the choice is what I imagine to be almost as good as doing it.

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What have others done in the vacancy? Would they want anyone else to know?

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Magical little universes that take you somewhere else for a while.

[sweetlymorose]

In the end, she wanted to save herself but it was too late.

[sweetlymorose]

Self sabotage.

[sweetlymorose]

Bury me amongst beauty.

[sweetlymorose]

Does what you see kill you too?

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and I’ll never be able to say it.

[sweetlymorose]

If you could blow life out, would you?