artbase

Outlines of your ribs following the steps of the moon it staggers, Dark dungeons linked with mysterious towers, Busting of crescent satellite in flares, Would you be so kind as to shoot the stars, If not, I don't know where we'll land, Would you be as generous as to guide me to your addicting tars, I couldn't get them out of my mind, Would you be willing to release my heirs, I wouldn't want them to grow up crude, I beg of you to open the cage of malice, If not, you'll wish I gave you up since.

actually-- im tired af . like seriously . im tired with me . im tired with all the circumstances , bit by bit . im tired to fight against me tbh :) like -- right now . im just waiting for some turning point for me to break down . and i also dont know when actually things gonna happen . u see-- before this . like some time ago . i felt way worst than this .  i was in a deeply deep sorrow with no ending downhearted . but yeah at some point-- when i started to open up . when--  i have some people trying to reach me out . its kinda felt nice . no word could delineate how grateful i was back then . and i being whom u see now . but there's a saying . " good times didnt last forever " right ?  i started to get tired u see-- if i go back to who i was before , did everyone still wanna befriended me ? this is me thinking stuff-- just stuff .. idk . its bothering me and i hate it so much :) i also know that the process to recover mental health is far more worse cause you have been t...

She feared silence, Coz in silence she could hear The screams of devil inside, The noises that were tearing her apart, As she didn't knew where to start And how to confide. The noises in her mind added to chaos, That she could never succeed in escaping, She wonders if she had been avoiding people,Or her own self this long, As now her own voice seemed to be fading. She tries, and cries coz she fails to pass through, It feels like everything is lost, And there's nothing she could do. But the power she holds inside, Will make the light shine bright, sometime, Now she's got nothing more to loose, And can begin her beautiful journey from the starting line. It isn't easy, but her fears don't control her anymore, The voices in her mind are heard, And she grows stronger than before .