#sad writings

[idk-2bhnst]

You cannot tell me that I do not have hurt, until you have crawled inside my mind and spent a night in the confusion, until you have walked down the dimly lit steps leading to my heart, and witnessed her body being racked with sobs, gasping for air on the floor of her room. You cannot tell me that I do not have hurt unless you dare to take my grief by the hand, look her in the eyes and say that to her face.

#share #sad #writing #poem #poetry #my mind #my heart #heart and mind #hurt #trauma #relatable #the inner workings of my mind are an enigma #sad writings #heart break poetry #processing through writing #processing through poetry

[quantum-bliss]

Sad Sunshine

The breeze tickled her cheek and her hair danced in the wind. She gazed at the beaming light, radiating from the horizon. She swiftly covered her honeycomb eyes, then she finally spoke.

"You still believe in us, like the sun believes in summer?" "Yes! Like history loves yesterday," I earnestly responded.

She then removed her hand from her forhead, allowing the sun to dominate her eyesight. She softly explained, "The sun is also star and all stars die. When a star dies, that is when it shines the brighest. Isn't it bright outside?"

Quantum Bliss

#love story #poetry #sad poetry #sad writings #writers on tumblr

[sherreenwrites]

i never liked fall, not until now. when i fell in love with the first boy i ever loved, i didn’t like him at first, too. but then i loved him. and so i learned to appreciate the things i didn’t like. to keep my mind open. once, i stood on the front steps of our door and i watched the rain pour down and i felt so lost in the magic of the sky and the winter and water that i knew, then, even though i didn’t like winter, i was falling in love with it. and so i let myself. i never liked fall but october has been my salvation for two autumns. but this october is slipping away and it’s taking something from me with it. the seasons are shifting, and so did something within me, too. my poetry is collecting dust in the back shelves of my mind. i’m too tired to put it into pretty words. it. what is it?

it is october days slipping by in a blur of all-too-similar days that leave me tired and drained. but it’s not just that. it’s another season slipping into another, another year spinning into another, another piece of me dwindling, another part of my youth fading away into nothing. it’s caramel dripping from my lips as i walk towards him and he walks away. coldness settling in where the love once did. pouring rain and rumbling thunder. my faith rattling inside my heart. uncertainty. out of breath. a collection of pills to numb the pain that stretches out for days and always lurks under the surface. efforts that feel like mountains building up over my chest. it’s the day my friend got mad at me and i was too tired and sick of all of it that i wanted to sit back and fix nothing watch it all crash and burn. i don’t want to fix anything more. the voices in my head have quieted down; both the good and the bad. i listen to nothing. i hear nothing but the echoes of my resignation. it’s a numbness of acceptance settling in my bones. i believe what i know. i believe what i keep being told, over and over. indifference has filled me up; i let it. i sit in a roomful of people and i can’t deal with it anymore. it’s reaching out and being left behind and shutting out and shutting up and hiding out. a quiet decision to step back and away from the world. an agreement. it’s a quietness i now carry within me that i don’t recognize. a numbness that scares me. i’m too scared to go back outside. i see ghosts lurking down the stairs. it’s my walls coming back up, again.

a part of me leaves me as october ends. i don’t think it’ll come back. i hope it does, but right now, i’m too tired to even think about that.

#poems #poetry #writing #love #poemsaboutlove #writer #poems and quotes #mylove #diary #journal #october #depression #poems about depression #writings about depression #sadness #sad #sad poems #sad writings #sad writer

[excavatinglizard]

Shoutout to my dad for being the funniest person I know

#mitski #dumb shit i do #lesbian #I'm turning reblogs back on but you all have to be nice to each other or you're losing Lesbian Dad privileges #would like to add that mitski is an incredible writer and lyricist and so much more than sad lesbian music. #I am. however. a sad lesbian who is haunted by said lyrics and writing

[lazylittledragon]

made a sticker for anyone to slap onto their work if they need to

#ramble #i've only interacted with tiktok via osmosis #but something is eating their brain matter and it makes me sad #it's fine if you only want to read light things (all power to you) but don't whine at me because i write about bad people sometimes #i'm so tired

[ribbittrobbit]

these kids are incredibly stressed out

#needed to update my bad kids drawing bec seeing it + the numerous breakups made me sad #so core bad kids only for now #please note very specific sneaker and height headcanons #kristen should be more buff but girly's got a lot going on she for sure isn't at her peak #the bad kids #fantasy high junior year #dimension 20 #d20 fantasy high #fig faeth #gorgug thistlespring #riz gukgak #adaine abernant #kristen applebees #fabian seacaster #fabian is the only one with weapons bec he is incredibly extra #fhjy #dropout #fantasy high #d20 fanart #i need to work on more comics but rn i cant write bec real life projects are killing me #but character art is so fun and i needed to experience joy so i gave myself an afternoon to finish this and now i gotta stop #character art #ribbittrobbit

[eccedentesiast-skies]

You’ve grown into someone who would have protected you as a child. And that is the most powerful move you made.

#childhood truama #therapy #deep thoughts #deep #poetry #thoughts #mental illness #personal writing #personal growth #deppresion #writing #female poets #sad poetry #euphoria sad #growing up #rough childhood #anxitey #tw depressing thoughts #lost #moving on #mentalhealth #if my body could speak #my voice

[arggghhhsstuff]

forever obsessed with percy being weird. off-putting. strange even. a cryptid maybe. an urban legend if I may. my boy is the son of one of the oldest, most powerful gods, has been in FBI's records since the age of twelve, fought and won two wars against immortal beings, went to hell and back. I think he's allowed to be a little odd.

#percy jackson #cryptid percy jackson #<- there are only 3 fics under this tag on ao3 it's making me so sad #because i have THOUGHTS and HEADCANONS and IDEAS but i don't know how to write #demigods being less humans than they are in canon is a favorite headcanon of mine #they get to be WEIRD and SCARY and POWERFUL #!!!! #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #pjo #pjo hoo toa #demigods #percy jackson fandom #percy jackson tv show #pjo show #yeah

[florifer]

will i always be this angry?

#quotes #poetry #black and white #poems #writing #heartbreak #sad quotes #love #depressing quotes #heartbreak quotes

[idk-2bhnst]

#this is not me #this is a screenshot #relatable #share #the inner workings of my mind are an enigma #sad writings #haha

[shisurus]

this panel from the world guide of falin being surrounded by other girls while laios is all alone kills me because. that's it. that's the key difference in their journeys.

as laios states himself, he left the village in order to create a home for him and falin elsewhere. a home that won't collapse due to others' hatred and fears like their old home did, a home where they are loved and accepted unconditionally. but as he soon found out, even before earning money, or having walls surrounding him and a roof above his head- what he so earnestly desired was to meet other people who will accept him for who he is as well. instead, he kept being tormented by those around him, shunned and sneered at. his loneliness quickly became all-consuming until he truly had nothing left except for the monsters in the pages of his book, but even that became a target of mockery and destroyed. that's why ever since the day he left the village, he never felt that he truly made the right choice. so he kept running away: unable to resist and unable to accpet.

and an ocean away from him there was his sister, who never managed to fully fit in herself. but unlike him, she met a person who became a home to her and learned what a true friendship was for the first time in her life. and laios clearly realizes that too when he finally sees falin and marcille together, he can tell his sister obtained the greatest treasure there is on her own- the exact thing he never managed to find anywhere himself, thus coming back empty-handed to the sister he left the village for.

but when you read this part of the manga, laios's focus is on falin's loneliness, not his own. he talks about how it hurts thinking about all those moments she had to spend alone because he wasn't there for her, so it almost sounds like he's the one who couldn't bear her suffering and therefore decided to not let her go again. but we do get a glimpse of their first meeting after that almost-decade long separation in the manga, and then we see more of that in the world guide and daydream hour- and it becomes abundantly clear that it was falin who was trying to protect and save him from this pit of loneliness and depression he was in.

so instead of just doing his best to atone for leaving her behind in the village and making sure she is never lonely again, it might also be that laios was desperately clinging to the one person in the world he felt that accepted and loved him unconditionally. those words he used to describe his motivation to stay by falin's side are the exact words she would've used as well; she couldn't bear leaving him behind in this state. in a sense, they were each other's shackles.

but then she did. she died for him and their friends, and ironically enough, it was by leaving him alone like this that he was finally able to stand on his own and put his full trust in others. to have the courage to reveal who he is and give others the opportunity to accept him after such a long time of hiding. it was a long journey, but his hiding finally came to an end when he faced the others after shedding his monster form. and i love that the person who was falin's "home" all those years away from laios, marcille, became just as meaningful to him during their time separated from falin- the first one to find him and show him that he isn't alone anymore. just as he did for her.

so at the end of the story when falin talks about all the places she would like to go, it's not just that she wants to pursue her own dreams- but that she actually feels free to do so and go anywhere she desires. and one of the main reasons for that is that her brother finally found new people he wants to be with; his own home.

#im listening to fmab sad soundtrack while writing this im gonna die actually #dungeon meshi #laios touden #falin touden

[quantum-bliss]

As the waves crashed violently into her knees, she began contemplating her demise. He then grabbed her hand and stopped her feet from dancing with death. Then she asked, "why do you try to preserve my body when you have already murdered my heart?"

#sad poetry #sad writings #writers on tumblr #heartbreak #love #love quotes

[incognito-melancholia]

"How many scars did you justify because you loved the person who was holding the knife?"

#thoughts #words #poets on tumblr #dark acadamia aesthetic #sad aesthetic #melancholia #sad poetry #feelings #sad thoughts #sad poem #spilled writing #spilled poetry #spilled words #spilled thoughts #spilled ink

[ignesc0]

Is it so wrong of me to want space to breathe with the one I love? Is it so wrong of me to want to rest my head on my lover's arms and close my eyes?

Breathe,

I just want to breathe without feeling guilty of the things that bring my heart joy.

Breathe,

Why am I not allowed to live without feeling bad of my existence?

Breathe,

I feel so suffocated.

Breathe,

I want to escape.

Breathe,

I feel like a criminal for wanting to

Breathe.

{L.C.A.} //5,September 2023//

#breathe #LCA #lca writes #writeblr #journal #diary #words #spilled words #spilled ink #suffocated #let me out #sad #sad writings #I want to breathe #living #ignesco

[astearisms]

fionna and cake drawings before and after watching the episodes so far. it’s nostalgic and somehow cathartic and poignant and relatable and—it just started

#i’m part of the demographic where i was a kid when adventure time started and now watching fionna and cake as an adult makes me emotional #because did they keep us in mind when writing fionna and her attitude towards life #the dissatisfaction #the hoping for something more #something more magical than this dreary life filled with working to live and living to work #it’s so reflective of how life feels for me and perhaps many of us #and also Simon’s episode was so sad but so well thought out #exploring his feelings after the events of the adventure time finale is something I’m glad we get to see #there were already so many layers to his character in AT but now it feels like we get to dive deeper #I also felt emotional hearing Rebecca Sugar singing and writing a song that encapsulates his feelings so well #😭 it’s been awhile seeing her work exist alongside these characters #and all of these emotions get stronger because I remember AT being the one to inspire me to be a storyboard artist #when I was younger I used to follow many of the board artists here in tumblr and would get so inspired by them #to create simple but powerful boards that can capture the feelings of characters so well #Rebecca Sugar’s songs for the AT characters inspired me so much too #I’m sorry this is long I’m just feeling so many things experiencing all of this again as an adult #my art #fanart #adventure time #fionna and cake #fionna the human #cake the cat #simon petrikov

[saduboiss]

sometimes I just get so sick and tired of fighting just to survive.

#actually bpd #bpd #bpd feels #bpd mood #bpd problems #bpd shit #bpd stuff #bpd thoughts #bpd vent #depressing quotes #bpd fp #tw depressing thoughts #tw depressing stuff #depressing life #sorry for being depressing #depressing shit #depressiv #sad writing #sad words #sad sad sad #sad poetry #i'm sad #sad thoughts #sad poem #sad but true #sadnees #mentally fucked #mentally insane #mentally unstable #actually mentally ill