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What else is there?
What will I have left if let my regrets go? Insecurities and depression are not some monsters, they are my roommates, they’ve lived here so long they are practically family. Regret is gorgeous, ...
Into Dust.
Vivid dreams on my sleeping pills are inviting me to take them more than often than required. I love the dreams, they are warm, comforting and make me understand why the dreaming-people in Inc...
Has anyone ever written anything for you?
I opened the closet and found the box again. Waves of emotions crash against my eyes, my heart, my existence just washing away like coarse loose beach sand. I’m a statue that never really disapp...
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you
Saw a girl today that looked like Mono, almost identical, felt like the world had slammed the brakes and screeched to a sudden halt, I could hear my heartbeat in my ears, made me realize even th...
Why do I have the warmest dreams on the coldest nights?
‘Cause I’ll meet you down by the water, again some day Yes, I’ll meet you down by the water, again some day ♥
My dearest Queen of Pain
I miss you in between turning pages when I’m reading. I miss the hum of your bare feet on the floor around me, I miss the warmth of your presence illuminating the room with that soft glow you ra...
Day 7 - What is on your bucket list?
Italy Find that song stuck in my head that no one can seem to identify Figure how close I am to properly Dostadning and reboot life Reboot life Smoke a cigar in Russian winter Attend some...
بس یونہی
لمحوں کو ڈھلنے دو صدیوں میں، آنسوں نا آنے دو آنکھوں میں
Sleeping pills
I’m taking sleeping pills and I wake up swallowed in thick comfort. This might become an addiction.
Remember that tomorrow, we can look at yesterday
Maybe
Maybe someday you will want me more than you need me.
The never here storm
A distant thunder, and cold air slowly rustles through the curtains, the old window creaks a little and the sky dims down to a darker shade and stays gray. Terrifying sound of torrential downpour...
جب جیون رات اندھیری ہو اِک بار کہو تم میری ہو
ہم گھوم چکے بستی بن میں اک آس کی پھانس لیے من میں کوئی ساجن ہو کوئی پیارا ہو کوئی دیپک ہو، کوئی تارا ہو جب جیون رات اندھیری ہو
اِس آس نے دل میں صبح رکھی ہے
کہانی کہاں ختم ہوتی ہے؟ پوری نہیں، ہر قسم ہوتی ہے پھر ملیں گے کبھی، اجنبی کی طرح اِس آس نے دل میں صبح رکھی ہے صبح رکھی ہے صبح رکھی ہے We write poetry, songs and sadness to fill that black hole t...
My train station on the beach
That old familiar feeling is here again. The sound of waves crashing on a pleasant autumn evening, the twinkle of guitar strings being plucked floating on the airways and feels like I’m siting wa...
And after all
Your love taught me hate; that’s the ethos of our relationship. You made me hate the music I loved so dearly, I had to give up all my favorite songs in favor of what you liked, what you preferred...
Grey
Every morning I break out of my anxiety Every night I break in I do not sleep I only repair my depression, my paranoia, and perfect my defenses with hate I hunger for the day that I am either ent...
I want a refund on my dreams.
The stories are amazing, the characters are delectable, the setting is cozy and comforting. Yet, nothing good ever comes of them. I lay awake at night, trying to not to fall asleep, heavy eyelid...
My dearest Pixie...
Have I been a fool to wait for you all these years? You promised to return, and I clung to that promise like a lifeline. I waited and I waited, but you never came back. In my foolish anger and se...
It turns out freedom ain't nothin' but missin' you
It's been seven hours and 15 days.
RIP Sinead. You fought so hard for so long. You lost it all, yet you leave us with your haunting yet wonderful music.
Circles
It stopped raining a while ago. Its all clear now, the sun is out, the wind stopped howling and the calm after the storm is eerily a bit too comfortable. Every time I blink months fly by. It’s a ...
I dreamed of you from the moment I saw you
Suddenly I’m hit with a tsunami of memories, wave after wave crashing into my being, sloshing inside of me, overcoming all my barriers and the devastating power of these waves washing away everyt...
Pixie Dream
The restaurant and the bar are located in an isolated location. Far enough from the city qualify as a remote location, but close enough to the highway to be a regular stop for travelers. Bar is o...
Just a little love to live and a little love to sing
I’m recreating my hell again; I’m painting my dreams again. I’m going to sell my heartbeat to have my fortune told. Did I ask for too little too late? or too much too soon? I gave away the love ...
Book Description
Somniferous whisperings of scarlet fields
Sleep calling me and my dreams are wondrous
My reality is abandoned (I traverse afar)
Not a care if I never wake