#lost passion

[fogmothshroom]

I just can't draw anymore, it brings me zero joy. Tried to revive it but it's just not there. Struggling to figure out what else to do. It hurts to feel like my creative juice is just kinda gone. Another thing illness has taken from me I think.

[the-wordsof-arling]

Title: A Different Reflection

Here i was face to face with my younger self,

She's smiling softly and eager to hear stories from her present self.

Also asking if we still have the same hobbies,

And i replied sadly with a "No" and held her hands tightly.

Her smile slightly falter and asked, "you don't love drawing anymore?"

I replied, "we lost our spark to improve."

She asked again, "how about dancing?"

I sigh and answered "we lost the confidence of trying."

She felt sad and asked again, "how about writing songs?"

I answered with a sad smile, "the songs are still here, but we don't write them anymore."

Hearing those she felt sad and asked one more time, "why did i changed so much?"

I take breath and answered the little girl.

"The world is cruel, that's why. They made a little girl lose her passion and make her stop from trying."

A lot has happened, and the world has hurted us so much.

I know you aren't proud of it, but we will fight.

You're young, so cherish your youth.

Do things you won't be able to do when you become the present you.

It's sad and i regret letting myself down,

But maybe there is more waiting for me, as i keep choosing life instead of ending it now.

So, younger me, i'll hold your hand.

Comfort you and prepare what will happen next.

No matter what cherish yourself,

Don't end up broken to pieces like how i am now.

Please survive, i'm begging you my darling self.

[stylistic-nightmare]

Immolation - Lost Passion

[flwersfbffnery]

Drew my ocs for the first time in nearly 6 months… hashtag healing from the trauma of my AS Moving Image Arts animated film

[elysian-scribbles]

ECHOES OF EVERDAY

Echoes in the everyday, shadows of our dreams,

Lost in the monotony, caught in the seams,

Yearning for the fire, the passion that gleams,

Echoes in the everyday, fading like moonbeams.

Whispers of nostalgia, faint in the breeze,

Searching for the memory, of the will that's ceased,

Yearning for the magic, that once captured dreams,

Echoes in the everyday, imagination deceased.

In the ebb of twilight, monotony dictates,

Whispers of longing, despair resonates,

Hopes fleeting, the passion abates,

Echoes in the everyday, hope patiently awaits.

~ W

[wishicouldliveamongthestars]

what if we've already

died a thousand death's

before this?

what if

the novelty of

life,

honor and glory

passed us by long ago,

and now we just count down the days

till our next gloom.

after all,

we've been digging our graves

since the first day we were born;

driven by the horrors of living

in a world

where the repurcussions

of our past lives

haunt us,

where we cared and stood up for our beliefs

where our voices were finally heard --

and now?

our words float away

like the pollution in the air

we fought so hard to protect,

our stories are

burned, stolen, and discredited

only at the mere fact

that we dare

stand up for ourselves

in a society that only pretends

to care

why should we

fight for glory anymore?

generations of speeches

sermons

poems

books

and letters

continue to only scratch

the surface of something

we can't even see

but know exists -

something that keeps killing

passion

maybe that's why we're all so tired

we've already fought our fight

and each new body we burn through

only brings us closer to the hope

that this life is our last

and we will finally be

allowed to

die.

[atheseus-owl]

Losing my self in A lost passion

[a-girl-must-have-a-new-name]

I JUST WANT TO BE PASSIONATE ABOUT SOMETHING AGAIN!!!