| ugh so last night was proobably one of the worst nights of the past 45 days.. I really don't know what the fuck is wrong with me? Most days im my usual happy carefree person.. but the rare days im actually so fucking depressed it's unbelievable..anyway, i'll finish this blog later.. gotta catch the bus! -Lakeisha c. |
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| Fuck. I had an entire blog written out and i just fucking deleted the entire thing .. :| No update for today. -Lakeisha c. |
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| Hey everyone! Okay, so i know ive been saying that i would update this site for often and i completely have not been. so sorry for that lol. I've had A LOT going on that's kept my mind away from this site for a while. but im officially back now.. (minus these next few horrid exams :| .. ) but yes.. i'll update and write as much as i can over the next couple of months now that i'll have a bunch of free time :p
-lakeisha c. |
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| So this is just something (idk what to call it) that i wrote a while ago and not quite sure what to do with it.. buut let me know what you guys think! It's called "broken hearted" Thanks! -Lakeisha C.
How does on deal with that crushing pain within them? The feeling of being deserted. Whether it may be by choice or loss of desire or need. How is one expected to simply carry on while conscious that they solely weren’t enough? How does one cope with a broken heart? Often, the English language disdains the term “broken hearted”. People will often look at these words and pass them by like they have no meaning, no depth. When in reality, it means so much more. The human heart is a delicate and beautiful thing. It can trick one into feeling certain emotions they may or may not want to be feeling. It can act as a guide and assist one with whatever the issue. The human heart is a warrior endlessly at battle with the mind. Many a time, they will argue two entirely different sides. While the heart seems to be shouting its desires, the mind is contemplating every reason to oppose. For those fortunate of never experiencing a broken heart: It feels as though someone is pushing through the chest, grasping at the heart and slowly removing it. Not only does this remove the heart, it leaves one alone to cope with the feeling of a deep, dark pit in the soul. Whatever the cause, it is important that one does not forget the pleasant times they once shared. Some might say that the pain is too strong to reflect on the past when meanwhile the heart is attempting to mend and the mind is developing hatred toward whomever was the cause. So what happens from here? Now that the good is gone and the colour seems to have drained from the world. Fortunately, the worst is in the past and the pain one is feeling will fade in time. Now the heart is mended but will never return to its original state. In the future, it can just merely stitch itself back together or more negatively, it can tear at the seams. In other words, you cannot break a broken heart. Moreover, the innocence is gone and one will never feel that same pain again.
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