times-are-hard-for-the-dreamers: Flickering candlelight Illuminates shadowy uncertainties Reaching into every Crack and crevice Demolishing all remnants of The darkness That took up residence here The brightness is dazzling And radiates heat Fire burns Darkness Into obscurity But there is nothing there To take its place The emptiness gnaws its surroundings Proving its existence Flames...
graciouswords: Smiling eyes disguise the sighs of pain that rain upon a soul so weak they cannot speak emotions weep into a heart that once burnt bright now every night when out of sight those smiling eyes break down and cry till tear ducts dry no more to weep they welcome sleep
I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought,...– Frida Kahlo (via mindovermatterzine, insaniyat) Keeping my eyes open for this person…..
Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don’t walk behind me, I...– Albert Camus
Reflections on the Color Plaid: Shadow by... →
plaidleek: I like how you ignore me As though I’m some petty accessory To be worn about. But it hurts all the same To be your shadow. A background object Cast by your brilliance Only to contrast with your radiance To sit cold and rejected Mimicking your every move To try and be like you. Yet every day you’re the only one That I can talk to. Perhaps you don’t mean to but Your...
graciouswords: Perhaps one day, I will be more than just another of your pleasant distractions. Perhaps one day, I will mean something.
Mike Frawley: A Gentle Warrior →
<3. mikefrawley: I Choose to be a Gentle Warrior I Refuse to live in a state of fear I Choose to be alive this moment I Refuse to worry about next year I Choose to live a life of abundance I Refuse to believe the illusion of lack I Choose to do what I know is right I Refuse to let anyone hold me back I Choose to live in peace and love I Refuse to suffer with anger and hate I...
Not in isolation
rakuli: Standing still, I feel like I am falling, but Moving forward, Just makes me fall faster, and Backing up, Is delaying the impact, while All around, Each way is down, and I am Going deaf, From the absence of sound, but I Still walk on, As the world shoots up past me, for This is life, It happens to everyone.
One of the best things about Tumblr?
Discovering beautiful poems. :)
thedustdancestoo: the wind steals autumn from my fingers. yellow and red fragments of broken figments, dead leaves falling away, speckling the air; the tiny pieces of tomorrow’s sunrise finding their way home.
we are most alive in dreams: acid reflux →
wearemostaliveindreams: we’re surrounded, in sadness- it hurts to sit in the dark, trying desperately to think of things that form a smile- that show the imperfections, perfectly in our mouths. we still have no words g r o p i n g and f e e l i n g, into nothing. i’d pull out my teeth and cut out my tongue just to paint you, a picture with my blood ...
indeception: I need you to take the knife, and toss it to the side. I need you in my life to provide me with a light. A beacon of hope amongst the trials of darkness, holding me tight and telling me everything will be alright, even if it’s not. But most of all, I need you, because you always seem to know what to do. And, right now, I need to know what to do. I need you. More than...
I totally forgot about tumblr… lol. Thank you, stranger - for talking about it with some other stranger in the light rail.