February 2012
107 posts
Secreted Sins: The Other Side of Hope →
secretedsins:
I’ve often heard it said that hope may set you free. Should hope be well founded, that’s something I can see.
But, just as hope might save, its loss might strike a blow, especially for one unused to its warm glow.
While constant, bitter pain drones on without refrain, the senses become…
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porchlights:
Are you the hairs that stand At attention on the back of my neck When I experience the juxtaposition Of language I never imagined?
Are you truth compounded Upon truth birthing beauty So much like the burning elements Which bore our first brilliant stars?
Some fires just can’t be put out.
“If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime, he couldn’t love you as much as I do in a single day.” ― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Mom: What's wrong?
My mind: I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore.
My mind: The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends.
My mind: I'm constantly feeling alone.
My mind: I'm starting to look at myself different.
My mind: Nothing feels the same anymore.
My mind: I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do.
My mind: I haven't been eating that much and I'm hungry all the time.
My mind: I feel like no one cares bout me.
My mind: I just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.
Me: Oh nothing I'm fine.
WESLEYAN CLASS OF 2016
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