The darkness has filled my life for so long that I have held onto the agony and ripped my own soul apart for transgressions that were not mine.I have rendered myself worthless in my own eyes as well as others.
I reach out to grasp a life line; I am gasping for the air of life and there is only darkness. when will I be saved. when will I be healed. when will i be safe. the visions and the hyper vigilance eat away at my security and confidence. the shame I feel even now for simulations and sensations that I was not in control of makes my soul suffering and desolate.
I have depression. I don't just feel sad.. it's the world is fucking ending due to me being alive kind of sad. Sadness and depression can't just be gotten over. Like a cold or even a broken heart.
The wheels constantly turn in my head.. voices of disappointment, hatred for myself and fear of everything. The voices are not very kind and very unforgiving.
I can't just say I don't want to be an adult today. I have a life I need to live but getting out of bed is the hardest sometimes. I dream of pulling the covers over my head and just being invisible to the demons who tell...
where the sun rises i see your face where the sun sets I feel your warm embrace where the wind blows I have no gravity; without your grounding force guiding me. where the snow drifts I am cold without passion coursing in our veins.
will your hope rise with every breath we take. will your doubts set on the horizon and leave us in the wake where your mind blows the holograms of our bodies naked and entwined where your thoughts drift to moments of togetherness
where the sun rises from the blue ridge valley floor to where the sun sets...
Music is universal; the rhythm and beat connects your mind, body and soul. The triad of ultimate emotional euphoria. The lyrics flow through the air with soft sensuous fingers, molding the story it is destined to tell. Ones of happiness, sadness and sometimes love. Love songs are powerful and poetic in their languages. I wonder if people create music like they create relationships where would you and I fit on the scale? Would we be an eclectic mix of bluegrass, jazz, and classic rock?
Would my body inspire that sexy sultry guitar riff for your fingers to create; perhaps it is the...