Gm ish 🖤

Still Alive 🫀

Pain, but not the kind that's normal,
It's the one that burns within.
Pain from an opened wound
On my chest that's not yet healed.

Torments, doubts, and offenses,
Hopes, successes, and failures,
All have mixed and fused together
Like molten metal in the flames.

No enemies, no friends, just so,
Loneliness is suffocating.
I tear the shackles into pieces,
But who would even care for that?

Gm ish 🖤

Still Alive 🫀

Pain, but not the kind that's normal,
It's the one that burns within.
Pain from an opened wound
On my chest that's not yet healed.

Torments, doubts, and offenses,
Hopes, successes, and failures,
All have mixed and fused together
Like molten metal in the flames.

No enemies, no friends, just so,
Loneliness is suffocating.
I tear the shackles into pieces,
But who would even care for that?

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• Multidisciplinary Artist 
• Photographer 
• Dark Art lover 🖤 
• Woman without a parachute🤍

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No one cares about the pain we have endured. Maybe it is because they are full of pain themselves. I have understood very well that only I myself should know my importance. And understand and embrace myself completely. What do you think, Sasha?

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I totally agree with you, we all have our own pain but as much as we sympathise with each other, we don't care about each other, you know?
So first of all we really have to understand and accept/embrace ourselves before we can do that towards others 🖤

I agree with you sashe🩷thanks  dear, 💐