i didn't know losing someone could hurt so much, i honestly think something inside me died when your heart stopped beating, i feel like half of my heart was ripped out and since that day he never stopped bleeding, as the hole was dug another in my heart was too. I don't know how I will be able to see the light again if you are no longer there to enlighten me, I miss you so much, I think of you every day and every second that I am forced to live without you is torture. the idea that I could never look into your eyes again hurt so badly, please come back to me.
Pain oozing out from your words, I dont know what to respond but I felt the emptyness for a moment and its devastating. Cant speak more. More strength to you 🙏🏻
Damn man thats rough bro but it does get better just need to keep the head up and take it one day at a time. You might not see them in this lifetime but you will meet i again in this i truly believe
Because you loved her more then you loved yourself, I’ve been there There’s Beauty in the struggle to get back from rock bottom , life’s a test without it we wouldn’t have testimonies-Mike Tyson
I have been coming here because it's so hard to fall asleep nowadays... my mind stays awake even though my body is so tired... I keep overthinking every little thing especially in the middle of the night when the world is so quiet, my mind is so loud. I've been trying to improve myself but I ain't getting anywhere, I always relapse back... I wish my mind be set free and just... let me rest peacefully...
I didn't know I could find myself back after the hardest battle that I've faced in my life. I'm alive, I'm breathing. I hope everyone out there get what they truly deserve . I hope life is treating you better.
Knowing nothing about the world is blissful joy and sudden heartbreak. Knowing too much about the world is constant anxiety and depression because of the truth of the universe
I feel like someone looking trough a window. How wonderful it would be to finally be truly inside the room, not in between not outside. Not only a visitor, Someone to stay. I wish it were true, a true grin on my face, true love. For my friends, perhaps even my family. What a wish come true it would be to finally be free of this Scharade. Perhaps one day. I’m young and the day is too, many things are to come. Maybe one day I will understand how it feels to be inside the room, part of it all.
It's probably stupid, but I still remember the dream I had after my dog passed away. I remember that my dog came to me in my dream and said something that I decided to keep in my heart forever. "As long as you have dreams and goals, nothing can destroy you". I have a bad times from around two years. I have no energy, I feel burnt out, I feel useless. Every single day is suffering inside and questioning myself: "Why am I still alive?" "Why am I still going further?". Then, I remember about these words my lovely dog said to me. I always felt like she was my angel and after her death she gave me the priceless advice. My dream to become a doctor and saving other people, as she saved me. That's the dream that's still keeping me here. I hope you all will find your dreams too. It's important to have them, especially at hard times. I believe in you all, remember that you are loved.
I never felt true complicate. It’s like the keys of the piano played on my heart and my soul. I would’ve never guessed that sweet dark and bitter melancholy could make me feel so alone. The piano strummed me along!
It's been years. Day after Night, having the same dreams, waking up into this living nightmares. An essential part of me is missing. I can't feel the presence of love, or was it just simply not exist? I adore those who have true best friends, lovers, or happy normal families. I can't help myself but wonders how does it feels like? Must've felt amazing. Even with these beautiful melody dancing across my mind, I still feel so hollow. Until one day, when despair overcomes sanity, when darkness consume that last dying ray of hope, there lies only silence and freedom. I'll no longer be myself, and become a part of natural cycle. (Jk I'm fine.)
the photo looks familiarly distant. a year can be so long yet so short. feels like time has been always ahead of me i had to keep running, chasing. the feeling of dragging myself to places I need to be in every single day. but when i look back, i can see i wasted so many times wandering off my path.
i love this also aside from it's very calming, it lets the emotion to be felt at this moment. most of us resist to feel sad in front of everyone and pretend to be fine as always. this music really helps to feel this emotion right now. thanks for this
I have always hoped to leave something behind. To write something that would change at least one person around me for the better. I grew up in a strange country, and when I returned back, my country was no longer my home. I still stand 12 years later with an ambivalent distance because my own country seeped seeds of sorrow within me. I am battling every day I wake up to find a purpose.
Her love for him ran so incredibly deep, as deep as the ocean and as high as the sky. She knew the exact moment their eyes met and he presented her this gorgeous smile of his that she would never love any man as truly and passionately as him, would never be able to. And she knew his feelings for her were just as fiery as hers. But then she gave birth to their daughter and she will never forget his face of utter disappointment and how he rejected to take her into his arms. From this day on, everything changed. He didn't show her any more warm smiles and did no longer speak any gentle words to her. There was no more warmth anymore when he was near her, only coldness and the distinctive taste of bitterness in the air. Years went by and she eventually accepted her fate that the man, who once looked at her as she was the sun of his life, had no feelings for her anymore. Instead, he ran into the arms of a beautiful redhead concubine which actually tore her heart apart. From the outside, she tried to seem strong and unfaced by this. But on the inside, her heart was actually dying by the excruciating amount of pain his rejection caused to her. Nevertheless, she would always love him, till the end of her life.
@@bricesaah7818 Thank you ☺️ I wrote this in the POV of an OC of mine from a fantasy novel I'm working on for quite a while. I'm often suffering from great writer's block but this beautiful, tragic song compilation was just the inspiration I needed 😉
Oh wao i believe the perfect combination of the environment and in which you were and this song was the magic. On my side i have been suffering of insomnia because of anxiety i believe.
I accidentally floated this video on the feed and pressed it, and as soon as I heard it, I was able to feel depressed and calm at the same time in this music. I love it😌
have you ever tried just laying flat down on two chairs in the classroom with the Aircon on all by yrself and the curtains closed and played this song til u sleep while there's another class next to you teaching so u get this mix of loneliness and still public sounds I just wanna rest in peace with this playlist on it makes me feel warm and cold at the same time lonely but not especially when u do not have any friends at all in your school
I hide so much physical pain daytoday I don’t have the energy or means to tackle my mental injuries. And so it continues. I wasn’t supposed to survive that wreck yet I’m here. And it’s ever worsening.
Day after day night after night, I played these keys as if they were the closest most dear thing to me, yet all I get in return is the hatred and disappointment I seem to be gradually obtaining as I look so deeply into the mirror at my frail body as my skin runs ever cold once more, though I play again and again I cannot seem to grasp the pure beauty that my love displayed. within these keys were his undoubted benevolent love. All I ever wanted was to feel the same warmth as I did when I heard these keys… I show unethical violence towards this art of wood and strings as tears rush off my face, for it was not remembrance I wanted it was him, he was the reason for this, for it was not his memory I was clinging so desperately to, it was the sliver of hope I had that he could once more play his hunk of wood that he loved more than I. Pulling so desperately on to the keys they fly astray from the stained oak wood, ripping each delicate detail of this god forbidden piano… I didn’t want it anymore… every time I saw it, hatred… anger… dispare… what did I do so wrong for him to force his time to be cut short, why was it my fault I did what I could, I tuned my violin in whatever way he felt like playing, I changed my strings everyday so I wouldn’t risk the chance of snapping and ruining his beloved piece, I listened to him serenade the house with his voice… yet I wasn’t enough. For the piano was far more dear than I. Who was I to compete. Even in the mists of his eternal sleep I was not the one he wanted, I found the ring I gave to him on our wedding day sitting by the dirtiest windowsill in our cold home, I found his body that day… cold hanging from the chandelier above the ever loved piano. Seemed he truly did love it more than I…as I still tare this piano piece by piece fueled by rage and jealousy I see a note.. written on this note we’re love letters, written but someone other than I. Every stroke of the brush was delicate, feelings pure…. In these notes were the evidence of this putrid piano’s origins, I realise it wasn’t the piano he loved so dear it was her. I wonder stumbling over my own bare feet walking ever closer to the bridge I was promised ever lasting love to, was it really I who was at fault here, was it my own life I ruined. Stepping upon the stone as my feet trembled and bleed from the cold snow, pure white like my wedding day, a beautiful bride and a handsome groom. The happy times for this will be the last thing I think of, a warm smile shows on my face as I lean forward blankly staring at the frozen doom awaiting me, yet it was warm, comforting… This is kinda long but I had fun writing it🫢
Everyone here is trying to live So GOD please please please help us I’m sure that everyone trying to help him\her self but sometimes life need this, it’s a normal thing to be the saddest in the world but we’ll be the most great version of ourselves So guysssss keeppp tryinggggg to liivvveeee
I read the comments and everyone is in their own shit i wish i had the power to fuvking make yall proud of yourself living but tbh fuk this world it aint fair , maybe some day it will but for you who is reading i fucking love you even tho I don’t know who you are You are a beautiful soul in a world full of snakes much love to you all in the end make yourself proud for being you
I started reading 'The diary of a young girl' by Anne Frank and I was searching a good playlist to listen while I'm reading. Two days ago I discovered your acc and I can say that some of your playlists are exactly what I was looking for!! Ty for your amazing work!!!!
witnessing the loss of any living being you attach yourself to.. would that be considered a weakness or a strength? BTW September Days (so far) Speaks the loudest
Here's a letter for you Ski I hope you get it one day. I wish things get better between us ski I really miss the days when we both laugh together without having any problems. I know things had been rough lately and we're making up but I just don't feel like you're into me anymore and I don't want you to do this just for the sake of saving our relationship I want you to do things on your own without being forced by me and I feel terrible when you start doing those again once we're in bad terms I want you to open up to me love I'm draining by the thought of you getting along w other girl and I wish that it's us till the end I'm still loving you like day 1 and I'll keep on loving you Please stay strong we can do it okay I love you - Elanie
جا الوقت اني اتكلم عنه.. يمكن انا اكون الشخص الوحيد العربي هنا بس ودي الصراحه اشارككم فيها، قبل ٤ سنوات تقريباً حبيت واحد، وكنت لاول مره اكلم رجل بحياتي بحكم ان اهلي شوي صارمين، مع ذلك كنت اكلمه، رساله منه تخليني مبسوطه اسبوع قدام، لاول مره جربت شعور الحب! شعور انك تحب احد لدرجه تقدر تسوي كل شي عشانه، هذا كله حسيت فيه وانا بزر، فجاه سحب واختفى من الوجود، ما احكيلكم كثره التشتت وفقدان الثقه بالكل والتعب الي تعبته لثلاث سنين عشان اتواصل معه قد ما اقدر.. الين كلمته واخيراً رد حاولت اذكره فيني، قال انه ناسيني، لدرجه حتى اسمي ماعرف يخمنه، تخيلوا تعذبت ثلاث سنين وهو مو معترف فيني حتى، منه ماصارت اؤمن بكل العلاقات رغم والله ربي عوضني بكثييير ناس وانا اردهم وعذري اني ماقدر اثق فيهم، احس كل احد يقول انه يحبني كذاب حتى لو كان صادق، حتى مع العوض احاول اتخطى واكرهه وابتعد باقرب فرصه عشان ماتعلق واحب واعيش جرح جديد .
You're just trying to protect yourself. But remember, people come and go. Sometimes they disappoint us. We must learn from them. But this way of approaching people will start to hurt you after a while. Because of this, you may lose those who are with you. There must be those who want to be with you. Get to know them. Of course, you don't have to completely trust. But acting this way will only hurt you. Take care of yourself.
@@atascodetiempo6013 bro I’m trying. At the end I ended up cutting off my relationship with them. And never regret that. I actually believe i did something right. Because if I completed just one more month I’ll just hurt them more and more. Sometimes I really need someone to be beside me. Just wanted to feel loved. But again I’m the toxic person. Always, literally in every relationship. That sucks
eu amo músicas assim, simplesmente melodia, me faz pensar muito, e eu acabo me perdendo, eu não sei o que falta em mim, mas sempre entro em desespero quando me encontro sozinha, eu preciso da presença de alguém, de alguém pra me escutar, de alguém pra conversar comigo, eu não sei o que deu em mim pra ficar buscando alguma validação de alguém
Talvez você ainda não tenha percebido o quanto as pessoas ficam inconvenientes quando estão querendo companhia apenas pra se aliviar dessa sensação de solidão, não que isso seja errado porque é natural querer conversar, mas se achar incompleto sem a presença de alguém é uma negligência com você, porque vc pode ser sua melhor companhia, e pode se escutar sempre
@@caiqueramos1473 eu entendi o que vc quis dizer, mas não quero alguém pra aliviar o que eu sinto, eu simplesmente queria alguém, eu comecei a pensar que essa sensação de "solidão" é temporária que foi embora na correnteza, me sinto melhor
I will heal soon,i will heal with just me being with me purely supportive and doing what really makes me happy and satisfied i will be good soon and i will be free ,free from everything future me would have created the life i want full of peace love and happiness 🤞
Yesterday I laid my love for someone to rest. Because he doesn’t love me and I can’t keep going on the way I have so I decided to lay it to rest so I can move on
“What I’m trying to say…is that we cry for those that we lost. You know, we *mourn* them. We cut our hair. We cut ourselves. We go through all the feels! We take pieces of their bodies, and make clothing out of it; this is my auntie right here! We spray-paint their faces on our T-shirts, tattoo their names on our bodies in old English script, we tear ourselves to pieces…so we can build ourselves new again on the other side. We go through all of that, so that they know…that they can go. That we’ll miss them…but we’ll be okay without them.” -William Knifeman, Reservation Dogs S2E3.
Je ne suis pas sensée écrire ici. Je n’en suis pas légitime, ce monde regorge de cruauté, où celle que mon cœur aura toléré de concerne qu’une poussière. Je sais quelque part que je ne devrais pas écrire ce que j’écris. Ça renforce en plus de cela le dépit que j’ai pour moi même. J’ai la sensation que mon cœur m’a été arraché il y a longtemps, et que la blessure délesté par votre incident n’aura jamais ptn de guérie. J’le ressens saigner chaque ptn d’instant où j’me permet de l’ignorer ne serait-ce qu’un ptn d’instant, comme pour rappel d’une réalité que j’aurais voulue fuir mais qui m’aura rattrapée. Le plus grand mensonge que l’enfant en moi se sera permis de croire en c’était que vous, les adultes, aviez des responsabilités à gérer quand c’était moi la ptn de responsabilité. J’ai eu foie en ce mensonge pdt si longtemps que ça reste troublant jusqu’à présent de réaliser que je ne représentait peut-être bien que le symbole d’un lourd regret. Je ne crois pas être une erreur, je n’en suis pas une. Je crois cependant qu’on m’aura masqué la vue pdt trop longtemps d’une laideur inassumable, d’une honteuse réalité, aussi honteuse que ces larmes que je verses encore. Épuisée ? Non, j’attend au contraire que justice soit établie, j’ai envie d’honorer mes blessures avec pour accompagnement ce message : « Ceux là ne sont que les conséquences et non pas un ingrat témoignage, c’était à vous d’assumer et de prendre vos responsabilités au sérieux, non pas à nous de tenter de vous réparer alors qu’on se savaient brisées d’une façon irrémédiable… Je ne suis pas votre seule pot cassé, mais cette phrase donne l’illusion que vous vous y êtes mis à deux. Or, c’est par cette dépendance légale - et je ne fais pas allusion qu’au mariage - qu’on doit tous payer pour ces pots cassés. » À qui en vouloir finalement ? Simplement personne, il y a un avenir que je connais meilleur qui nous attend, où justice sera rendue. Je ne vous laisserais tout de même pas dérober cet innocent espoir encore et encore à jamais non ? Ne le prenez pas pour de la vengeance, c’est bien là de l’amour qu’il y a percevoir. Un amour du moins égal à celui que vous nous aurez appris, et maintenant à vous d’y méditer parce que je vous invite bien. Ps : J’me sens mieux.
I wish there was a button so I could click off my thoughts, I am so tired of them. Having Sad, negative thoughts all the time is exhausting. Sometimes sleeping is better than living, but even there in your dreams you can't escape from reality. Reminding to you over and over again, how much of a coward you are for giving up on life and just wait for her to pass you by, knowing that you will never see the light because you put yourself in a long tunel where there's no exit, all alone, broken by your own words. If it wasn't for that dump leap of hope that one day YOU will find the end of the road, one day YOU will get back up, one day YOU will find love within you, one day YOU will feel happy and ALL your dreams will come true. So stupid really........
What if we never see the light? What if we hope when we don't even know if we've made it through that long tunnel? What do we do if we don't even know if these hurtful words really belong to us? These words were formed because we were taught them. Then our minds learned the ones that hurt the most and kept repeating them to us so that we wouldn't get hurt again. What if we hurt ourselves trying to protect ourselves? How wise is it to wait for the light to come out, how absurd is it for us entering through that tunnel to seek the exit? However, if we saw the entrance as an exit...
i didn't know losing someone could hurt so much, i honestly think something inside me died when your heart stopped beating, i feel like half of my heart was ripped out and since that day he never stopped bleeding, as the hole was dug another in my heart was too. l don't know how l will be able to see the light again if you are no longer there to enlighten me, l miss you so much, l think of you every day and every second rhat l am forced to live without you is torture. the idea that l could never look into your eyes again hurt so badly, please come back to me.
