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Mindless connections, dangerous grounds
No man's land, between two realities
4am, the bliss of day and night
Silence. Quiet, for once.
Not on my mind,
The search for answers never ends
I am a reckless scientist,
Carrying so much
The sample of madness: my thoughts.
A beautiful entropy
Never below zero, I'm always giving
Contributing to the captivating chaos
So attractive,
The perfect place, the paradise of a writer's mind
The blurred lines between insanity and something else
Boundless, infinite space of our existence
-GhostWriter
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Ruler of the world
I am a ruler of a ghost town
Habitated by my thoughts only
Ghost and memories share houses
And I'm left to wander through the village
Safe.
I am in control
Because there's nothing but myself to be in control over
Whispers in my ears,
Left by the wind
Telling me there's someone in the entry
No.
This town doesn't have tourists or visitors
I answer the distant pleads to enter
I answer, yelling, "Nobody is here for you"
Which isn't true
I am here, ruler of this nothingness
Followed by fears and shackled by thoughts
Surounded by own feelings, trapping me.
Its natural
I am here, ruler of anything around me
But what do i rule if everything around is just this ghost town?
What do i do besides wandering,
Reminiscing about moments I never had...
Regret.
I run to the entry of my kingdom
Slowed down by all the chains and the weight of fear and the illusion of disapointment
I don't give up, I reach to the dark tall metal door.
I am ruler of this kingdom, king of the city,
Owner of all keys
I open it and stare
Hopeful.
In between breaths, my eyes focus
I see nothing but infinite desert
No signs of the person who wanted to visit
Guilt.
As I keep making the same mistake
The door sadly closes once again
I am the prisioner of a ghost town
-GhostWriter
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- Depression/ is one of the most common mental illnesses in the world, and it’s also one of the most easily missed. While most people would describe it as a prolonged period of sadness, it’s much more than that, and it’s definitely not one you can “snap out of” as many people erroneously think. It causes severe symptoms that affect how you feel, think, and handle daily activities, such as sleeping, eating, or working. To be diagnosed with depression, the symptoms must be present for at least two weeks. Depression can happen at any age, but often begins in adulthood. Depression is now recognized as occurring in children and adolescents, although it sometimes presents with more prominent irritability than low mood. Many chronic mood and anxiety disorders in adults begin as high levels of anxiety in children.
Here are 20 Unexpected Symptoms of Mental Illnesses You Probably Never Knew
- Meditation/ is a practice where an individual uses a technique – such as mindfulness, or focusing their mind on a particular object, thought or activity – to train attention and awareness, and achieve a mentally clear and emotionally calm and stable state.
Meditation offers time for relaxation and heightened awareness in a stressful world where our senses are often dulled. Research suggests that meditation has the potential for more than just temporary stress relief.
Educators, spiritual leaders, and mental health experts have developed dozens of forms of meditation. The variety suggests there is a form of meditation to suit most people, regardless of personality or lifestyle.
Here are a Few Guides to Meditation
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Ruler of the world
I am a ruler of a ghost town
Habitated by my thoughts only
Ghost and memories share houses
And I'm left to wander through the village
Safe.
I am in control
Because there's nothing but myself to be in control over
Whispers in my ears,
Left by the wind
Telling me there's someone in the entry
No.
This town doesn't have tourists or visitors
I answer the distant pleads to enter
I answer, yelling, "Nobody is here for you"
Which isn't true
I am here, ruler of this nothingness
Followed by fears and shackled by thoughts
Surounded by own feelings, trapping me.
Its natural
I am here, ruler of anything around me
But what do i rule if everything around is just this ghost town?
What do i do besides wandering,
Reminiscing about moments I never had...
Regret.
I run to the entry of my kingdom
Slowed down by all the chains and the weight of fear and the illusion of disapointment
I don't give up, I reach to the dark tall metal door.
I am ruler of this kingdom, king of the city,
Owner of all keys
I open it and stare
Hopeful.
In between breaths, my eyes focus
I see nothing but infinite desert
No signs of the person who wanted to visit
Guilt.
As I keep making the same mistake
The door sadly closes once again
I am the prisioner of a ghost town
-GhostWriter
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Ruler of the world
I am a ruler of a ghost town
Habitated by my thoughts only
Ghost and memories share houses
And I'm left to wander through the village
Safe.
I am in control
Because there's nothing but myself to be in control over
Whispers in my ears,
Left by the wind
Telling me there's someone in the entry
No.
This town doesn't have tourists or visitors
I answer the distant pleads to enter
I answer, yelling, "Nobody is here for you"
Which isn't true
I am here, ruler of this nothingness
Followed by fears and shackled by thoughts
Surounded by own feelings, trapping me.
Its natural
I am here, ruler of anything around me
But what do i rule if everything around is just this ghost town?
What do i do besides wandering,
Reminiscing about moments I never had...
Regret.
I run to the entry of my kingdom
Slowed down by all the chains and the weight of fear and the illusion of disapointment
I don't give up, I reach to the dark tall metal door.
I am ruler of this kingdom, king of the city,
Owner of all keys
I open it and stare
Hopeful.
In between breaths, my eyes focus
I see nothing but infinite desert
No signs of the person who wanted to visit
Guilt.
As I keep making the same mistake
The door sadly closes once again
I am the prisioner of a ghost town
-GhostWriter
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I think before I act which leads to me not doing anything. Wait; let me rephrase that.
I OVERthink before I do anything until the idea of the thing I should or want to do turns into a catastrophe. Like traffic on both sides of the street I wait until it’s safe to cross, but I can never get the right timing.
Red lights flash inside my mind like strobe lights in a nightclub watching over a group of friends celebrating life.
Only I’m not celebrating life; I’m worrying about it.
The red lights are displays of negative “what if’s” and debilitating anxiety and the only safe exit is the one that’ll make me invisible
So I hide away in my safe but lonely room staring at my phone with zero texts, staring at the empty side of my bed, and I start to think the only real catastrophe in all of this is me.
– Catastrophe // h.w
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once i get to the bottom of why i exist it’s over for u bitches
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“I want someone to remember I existed. I want someone to know I was here.”
— Fredrik Backman
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“And I’ve lived just long enough to realize just how much I don’t know.” He said thoughtfully, sipping the last of his cookies and cream milkshake.
“Well,” she said, as played with the little amount of fries she had left on her plate. “What are you sure of?”
He sat for a moment before smiling a little.
“It might be sad,” he said as he pushed his milkshake to the side and started stacking his empty dishes.
“But the thing about life, is that it’s only worth living when you have something to lose..
And if that’s not the most tragic yet beautiful thing about existence that I know so far I don’t know what is.”
- And maybe that’s why life feels so good when I’m with you…
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Rainy days are my favourite
I think rain is underrated
I like the soft drops,
I like the way they give somewhat a reality
To the feeling I have inside
Mellow drops hit my bare skin
An euphoric almost ironic feeling arises
I smile
I smile because its familiar for me
Cloudy skies and soft rain drops
Grey tones and lonely roads
Feel like home, they have always been
The cold embrace when rain falls on my hand
Reminds me of where I always have been
Even if I've travelled a lot
I've met different people, seen different countries
But everywhere I go I can't seem to escape
That cold familiar suffocating embrace
Always glued to my heart, to my mind
Rain drops feel like tears,
I cant lie, I know how it feels
Tears, silence and cloudy ways
Are a part of me and I'm a part of it
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Rainy days are my favourite
I think rain is underrated
I like the soft drops,
I like the way they give somewhat a reality
To the feeling I have inside
Mellow drops hit my bare skin
An euphoric almost ironic feeling arises
I smile
I smile because its familiar for me
Cloudy skies and soft rain drops
Grey tones and lonely roads
Feel like home, they have always been
The cold embrace when rain falls on my hand
Reminds me of where I always have been
Even if I've travelled a lot
I've met different people, seen different countries
But everywhere I go I can't seem to escape
That cold familiar suffocating embrace
Always glued to my heart, to my mind
Rain drops feel like tears,
I cant lie, I know how it feels
Tears, silence and cloudy ways
Are a part of me and I'm a part of it
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Rainy days are my favourite
I think rain is underrated
I like the soft drops,
I like the way they give somewhat a reality
To the feeling I have inside
Mellow drops hit my bare skin
An euphoric almost ironic feeling arises
I smile
I smile because its familiar for me
Cloudy skies and soft rain drops
Grey tones and lonely roads
Feel like home, they have always been
The cold embrace when rain falls on my hand
Reminds me of where I always have been
Even if I've travelled a lot
I've met different people, seen different countries
But everywhere I go I can't seem to escape
That cold familiar suffocating embrace
Always glued to my heart, to my mind
Rain drops feel like tears,
I cant lie, I know how it feels
Tears, silence and cloudy ways
Are a part of me and I'm a part of it
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Little things i don't yet understand
Life has a funny way of showing me things
My eyes still look for you when I pass that street
My heart still rejoices when I see you smile
I know i'm not in love with you anymore
By the way i get angry with things that made me fall for you
Am I angry at you or myself?
Free falling in my mind
I think my eyes don't look for you
They look for the person i knew
My heart doesn't get happy with your smile
Its only thrilled with the memories it brings
When I run as the wind on a storm
I feel overwhelmed with oxygen
A fear of loneliness takes over me
My eyes close, but my mind is well aware
I close my eyes in hopes the darkness
Comes and saves me from all that i know
My mind isn't here, etuck in the past
In adventures of a time i no longer live in
As realization hits, i know I'm crying
I'm bleeding from a wound that i choose to ignore
Billions of people in the world and i never felt so alone
I'm out of breath in the middle of a road
Loneliness never felt so dangerous
GhostWriter
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me: i am INSPIRED i want to WRITE
my brain, immediately: i have never once even seen a sentence
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“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.”
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