Words From A Self Proclaimed Deity : *Do you ever get flooded with different types of emotions all at once? It is like you get drowned in that shit, you get choked by all the feelings you've been holding back. One minute your happy, laughing and at the next moment you are just staring into space reflecting on the little time you have spent in your life. You just get confused about a lot of things you have done and want to do. Your feelings are not being expressed and you just sit alone laughing while at the same time crying. You are just laughing while there is an unexplainable heavy feeling weighing down in your chest that you cannot get out no matter how hard you try. Then life(YOUR LIFE) just seems pointless. You do not even feel the people around you, you feel unheard, unseen, unloved. It all seems as though you are being dragged into a dark hole with no resistance. The things that used to bring you Joy just bore you. One minute suddenly feels like a year. Someone Has To Relate Right?*
- Questions For The Broken -
Why do I live?
Do I live purely for your satisfaction?
Why was I born only to die in the hands of another?
What reason is there to my existence?
Is there a point to the beliefs that I was raised on?
Is destiny and fate all true and does it coincide?
How is it possible that my journey, my path, my whole being was already decided upon by a higher power that I cannot see or communicate with?
Does an omnipotent metaphysical being exist?
What power is there in giving my trust all to something that was never seen before?
How is my success and failure all part of "The Great Ones Plan"?
What is love?
Am I truly special as I have been told since birth?
Why is the world the way it is?
Why is there so much violence in this world?
Is it even possible for us to find peace?
Can I change the world?
How does my failure in something hold so much power that it emotionally affects someone else?
Is suicide truly selfish?
How is my sexuality (something that I have no control over) a sin that is greater than the sin of murder and rape?
Why am I expected to achieve something great?
How do I find myself in a world of confusion?
How does this world truly operate?
When is it truly okay to die?
Why do I not feel motivated to do anything?
What is love?
Why do I crave to be loved?
Why do I so badly want to be accepted?
Why do I badly want to relate with everybody?
Is this all there it is to life?
Why does my community determine my future?
Why does my race mould my dream?
Why........WHY DO I FEEL THE NEED TO PLEASE AND BE CONSTANTLY HAPPY AROUND PEOPLE?
~{ I just want to die without actually dying}~
ESTÁS LEYENDO
For The Broken
PoesíaThis book is literally the product of one that is broke, bored and simply pressured by their family to succeed and live a life for them, society and the community. High standards have been created all for the purpose of fitting in rather then living...
