Visions/hallucinations
You hear the sound of a dog pacing around in your flat, claws against the floor, the subtle gentle scratch of the wood. The interesting part of it all is that you don’t have a dog.
Tag: personal blog
Late Night Confessions
Shit is getting real way too fast and the nights are long, way too long for your liking. In those painstakingly long hours you breathe uncertainty and loneliness seeps, bleeds into your bones.
Nightmares
I had a dream of a tall king looming, towering over me while I slept, whispering sweet nothings into my ear that gave me vividly horrifying nightmares. The Nightmare King would whisper silently, delicately all the things that terrified me in my waking hours.
Skausmas ir vanduo
Po akimirkos supranti, kad labiausiai pyksti tik ant savęs, ant savęs ir nieko kito. Staigia vertikale tavo nuotaika neria į melancholijos ir depresijos dugną. Porą kartų apsisuka ore lyg dalyvautų lėktuvų šou.
Regrets
Sometimes surviving is trying hard to fall asleep before you fall apart. Sometimes self-destruction is trying to keep going until you just physically cannot do it anymore.
The day I died
I blackout. I fast forward to me sitting in my car in pajamas, driving through a popular street in the city. A five second feeling of an open window, wind and a warm summer night.
Time and change
You think about the end of time quite often. And after that you feel the obligation to think about life as much as possible as well. It’s strange; you’ve wasted so much time just to understand the real meaning of it.
If you woke up, would you be in a better headspace?
You don’t sleep normally for about 2 months and in recent weeks you’ve pretty much stopped sleeping altogether. “Sleeping is for people who have too much time,” you’ve used to joke.
Black
The darkness swallows you whole. people say it gets better. I haven’t noticed.
Darkness
This is weird, isn’t it? How you still manage to fall into sympathetic feelings. You plan and you plan, you calculate and you still get screwed over about 75% of the time.