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  • disruption 4d

    I guess we are all
    TRAVELLERS
    with our destination
    UNKNOWN

    In the end we are all
    LOST SOULS
    looking around
    not for our place in the
    WORLD

    But for our place
    in someone's
    HEART.

  • disruption 5d

    A part of you
    was the moon
    A part of me
    was the wolf
    And amidst the
    dark of the night
    we shared a part
    of our wild
    a part of an "us"
    I can't let go of

    ©disruption

  • disruption 5d

    Every person
    will have
    a final moment
    WITH YOU.

    You just
    never know
    WHEN.

    Value people
    while they are
    still here

    before you
    REGRET
    not having them
    while you
    STILL
    had them.

  • disruption 1w

    You are that broken shard that is too close to
    my heart. It would take all of me to let you go.

    ©disruption

  • disruption 2w

    S E L F L O V E

    If a year ago, you would've asked me
    "If you met you, would you like you?",
    I wouldn't have hesitated for a second
    before answering "NO". And it's funny
    because if you ask me the same question
    now, I wouldn't hesitate to answer
    "Yes, I would have loved me! Perhaps
    more than I ever thought was possible."
    Because I'm kind? No. Because I care
    about everybody more than myself
    Absolutely not. The reason why I would
    have loved me if I met me is because
    even when I'm not kind, even when I'm
    not caring and gentle, even when I'm
    hurting and even when I'm in pain,
    I stay real.
    Never in my life did I find the logic
    behind trying to hide how one feels.
    People hide their tears, being embarrassed
    crying in front of someone.
    People hide their real selves from each other.
    People hide their pain because they don't
    want to appear weak. People hide that
    they're hurt. Why? Because they are afraid
    of trusting someone wrong. Because they
    fear that if they let their guard down,
    the ones they love would let them down
    in return. But eventually, whether we hide
    our hurt or not, we find ourselves wanting
    to trust someone once again. We find
    ourselves giving a second chance to life
    a hundredth time again. Did hiding hurt
    prevent us from getting hurt again? No.
    Since we are human, hurt found its way
    to us inevitably.
    BUT,
    did we discover beautiful things about
    ourselves in the process of getting hurt
    Absolutely yes! And that's what all of it is about... discovering the realest, truest
    and the purest version of ourselves.
    When I said I would love me if I met me
    not because I'm kind but because I'm real,
    I meant that...
    there are days when I'm far from kind.
    There are days when I'm cold to the touch
    and there are days when saying words to
    someone is the cruelest thing I can do to
    them. On those days, do I stop loving myself
    because I lashed out? No. In fact, I love me
    more because I did not "act" or "pretend"
    that I'm fine when in reality I was far from
    fine. I did not try to hide that I was hurt in
    some way. Even when staying quiet and
    walking away was what I should've done,
    I broke down and screamed because
    in that moment, that was the right thing to do.
    After all,
    like pleasure, pain deserves to be felt too.
    Did I stop loving me for breaking down so
    often? No. I loved me more than ever
    because I let myself stay real. When there
    was pain, I felt the pain. When there was
    happiness, I lived the happiness. Now
    when there are tears, I won't wipe them off.
    I'll let them stream down my face, and
    when I feel I'm ready, I will pick myself up
    and wear not a fake or a forced smile, but
    the realest smile I've ever worn as I look up
    at the sky and say

    "Thanks for letting me meet myself.
    I love me more than I ever have."
    ©disruption

  • disruption 2w

    Be•you•tiful

    If my words hurt you like hell,
    I'd use my hand to wipe your tears.
    If my touch is cold as ice
    I'd use a cloak to wrap your fears.
    And if someday the cloak is torn
    and no words relieve the pain you feel,
    I shall send you an alluring melody
    and let it sing you to a sound sleep
    Until the storm silences
    'til the dust clears.
    And perhaps you will see me waving
    from the other side of the glass
    Though you won't hear a word I say
    We can wait together for the clouds to pass
    Now the night is dark as deep desire
    And the moonlight reflects the scars on skin
    How could it not hurt like hell
    When the shards of the broken heart
    are still within

    ©disruption

  • disruption 2w

    "I fell in love with you and then I fell out. And I thought that was it. But the next time I fell in love was again with you, and then again and again and it kept on happening. But each time I fell, it was harder than before and hurt less than the previous time. Because every time I kept falling in love with you, I accepted that I was falling alone and no matter how many more times I continue to fall, you won't be there to catch me."

  • disruption 2w

    "I've done terrible things. I've made grave mistakes. I'm cold, distant and at times, even a heartless human being. Why are you still here? How are you not afraid of such dark parts of mine?" he asked, breaking down. And looking at him, I knew behind the walls he built around his fragile heart, he was falling apart.

    I cupped his face in my hands to make sure he looked deep into my eyes as I replied, "If the darkness were drawn to the light, there would be no darkness at all. And would you praise the presence of the light without the darkness? Absolutely not."
    ©disruption

    ~// A Book I Will Never Finish

  • disruption 3w

    G(rief)oodbye

    The worst day for you
    isn't when you lose someone you love.
    It's a few days later when
    everybody stops "being there for you"
    and moves on
    with their lives but you're still stuck in the
    same place
    with the void inside where
    the person you love used to be.
    Because you can't move on, all you can do
    is learn to live
    with the grief cause it never ends. Not a few
    days after the loss, not years later, not ever.
    When they go,
    they're just gone.
    But the things they did, the things they gave
    you, the things
    they made you feel all stay back
    in the life they left behind
    and now all you can do is live in the life
    they left
    with the feelings they left...
    without people being there to ask
    "How have you been doing?"
    with them being far away assuming that
    you're over it
    just because it has been so long.
    But they don't understand
    just because it's been years does not mean
    the pain is now easier to bare.
    And they don't understand
    that now all you can do is live with the moments
    and the memories of the one you lost
    without people being there to say
    "I'm sorry for your loss".

    ©disruption

  • disruption 3w

    "If I let you go,
    all that is left in me
    is pain.
    And it is more difficult
    to bare
    than the memories of you.
    So let me hold on
    for a while longer.
    Let me hold on to a dream
    till someone
    wakes me up from this
    peaceful sleep."

    ©disruption