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Thomas Merton, Thoughts in Solitude
Life tells me I must grow from sadness and sorrow… and I ache from the wound that I caused myself from loving too much.
Let it burn
I'm tired of this ritual
again I write with disdain,
my heart is heavy with sorrow
perpetually drowning in pain.
i don't know
A lil pic I spent all night on. Its suppose to depict the pain of sorrow/saddness.
Didn’t bother adding a chain to the anchor to attach it to him so it’s just sticking on him, I guess.
the hypnos lullaby v2 fnf mod as gotten me thinkin about pokepastas again <3
Im nobody, the faceless.
the one you forget and leave nameless.
the one who cares for the careless.
teaches fear to be fearless.
thatll pick you up and be proud of.
the one who will give it all up.
who will bare your pain for a smile.
and all the while....
Im nobody the faceless.
the one forgot, burred nameless
the one trying to find where this pain fits.
wears a mask where their face is
fast loosing their patience.
one thats tired just waiting for days end.
questions existence.
that just want to KNOW.
they made one persons day
then the pain was worth it.
but not taken away
.
I live like a ghost. invisible and stuck to the corners and dim lit ways you never walk. observing without being seen or felt. as life unfolds around me, I burry the burden. this skeleton in my closet.
I lost a good friend and a sister. Here we are in happier moments. Tough loss. Her husband and her lived in Mary Pickford’s Hollywood cottage.
I told her that every time Leon Russell’s music plays I’ll think of her just before she passed. . 💔