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I am so tired of being myself. And nothing ever helps...
14. Empty
The world is so full
Yet here I stand, devoid
StreetssteertS
Nocturnal impression of #Hansaplatz #Dortmund 21.3.16 #latergram #DOüberrascht #night #illumination #empty (hier: Dortmund Hansaplatz)
I think the real issue here is how to produce hot dogs long enough to fill both ends of the bun. I've always eaten the dogless bun part first to get it over with, until I realized this is a solvable problem.
Vanished
I would reach out my hand from the ball I had curled in to,
and you would hold it as I cried,
You would be there when all I had is dispare, confusion and pain,
and you would listen as I said nothing,
You are missing, I can't find you anywhere, disappeared without a trace,
I just want to be able to see your face,
I'm so lost and alone without you, but I don't know if I'll ever see you again,
I'll just have to wait and hope.
You mean more to me than anything ever has or ever will,
No matter what you'll hold my heart still.
Inktober Day 14 - Empty
Ahhhh I was finally able to go... mmph that challenge was rlly fun. It said I drank 1250ml total :))
Character sheet of my depressed clown
Character sheet by: cparrisart on Twitter(X)
Here is some more images of him and two of the ghosts that torture him
My eyes droop. There's a blow to my chest. A spasm blooming inside. My shoulders sag. I desire to feeling anything. And yet there is nothing inside. There is no anger, no flame. No light, no excitement. I am simply just an empty vessel that can not hold anything.
My feelings, 4:13 pm, January 8th, 2021
Why is this so true?
How empty everything is. 🙃🙃 #iphone7 #instafun #instafollow #instaday #instapic #instalife #instalike #instalove #photooftheday #instaclick #instacool #instagood #instagram #instamood #instaphoto #instawow #moody #thoughtoftheday #thought #empty (at Bhubaneswar, India)
How many days has it been?
When did I see your smile for the last time?
Where did you go?
Unbearable. I shove these thoughts down to the deepest depths inside me. I let Shame mask me.
My memories were stolen from me.
A blank, black screen appears when I try to access the memory. And many other memories.
I was denied a look at him, after he had-
“ Thaw would’ve been too traumatic!”
I’m now left with a guilt, for not being able to see you one last time.
You took everything from me. You claimed it was for the greater good. Now, I can’t even remember his face.
My grandma died one summer. I woke up, my grandpa was freaking out, told me to go back to sleep. He went outside, called an ambulance.
I didn’t listen.
“ Nana?”
Dust particles waved around in the light shining through the windows. In front of one window, was the bed I was supposed to sleep in. I never slept in that bed, I always moved to the couch. I could never sleep alone.
In that bed, lied my grandma. She was as angelic as she was in death as in life.
She however was lifeless. Of course, this isn’t my first loss. She had a red blanked covering her cold body, as if she was asleep. A tear rolled down my eye when I sat next to her body.
I touched her arm.
“Nana?”
“Are you okay Nana?”
“Wake up Nana!”
I touched her forehead, caressing her hair. I leaned in close, waiting for her to wake. But when I first saw her, I knew.
I knew she was gone.
Im left with an angelic image of my grandma forever in my brain. If anything, I think it’s the one thing that helped me cope the most.
But him? My last image of him was stolen from me. I can’t see his face anymore.
Because they kept me from him, he is out of reach.
And that, is forever unforgivable