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Not everyone has got the talent to pen down their emotions so if you got it, express it.

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  • t_writesofficial 15w

    The door might be closed, but it is never locked. I could do that to anyone if I tried. My heart does not know how to take, my soul does not know how to hate, that even those who have hurt me in ways I cannot repair, if I can ease their burden, that is a cross I would gladly bear. So I leave it closed. I do not reach out at all. But if you knock, if you peek through, I will do what I can to be a friend to you.
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  • t_writesofficial 15w

    The destruction is easy. Yes, the tearing down of someone, of anything, the burning of bridges, the damnation of words. It's simple. It's the toss of a rock, the flick of a match, the moment of speech. The destruction is easy. The building back up - that is the hard part. That is the struggle. So be sure you're ready for an end before you destroy the possibility of hope.
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  • t_writesofficial 16w

    It happens to all of us. The hurt. Something comes along that alters the atmosphere. Destroyed, defeated and completely obliterated. It can take the breath right out of you to the point where you don't know if you will ever catch it again. But I promise you it will come. The ace will cease. The lesson will arrive like a whisper in the night, and before you know it you will breathe again. You will be okay. You will make it out alive. So hang on, my darling, just a little longer. No matter what comes, you are a survivor.
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  • t_writesofficial 19w

    We mistake healing for mending because that's all we want. To be stitched back together again and all that frailty shoved back safe in our chests. Yet, more often than not, to heal is unravel and peel yourself apart delicately with grace and mercy while you pull the shrapnel out. It can take years, even a life time, but in this, I hope you learn that healing comes from practiced hands that have prepared when and where and how to touch. Hands that also understand the need for patience. Only in this process will you find love for who you were and respect for the one you will become.
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  • t_writesofficial 19w

    MY MOM

    Mom you've given so much
    love from your heart
    and the warmth of your touch.
    The gift of life is you're a friend to me.
    We have a very special bond which only
    comes from god.
    I'm sure you agree.

    As a child I would say, mommy,
    I love you,
    You're my mother so dear
    I love you even more with each
    and every new year.

    If I could have chosen,
    I would have picked no other
    than for you to be my
    lifelong friend and a precious mother.
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  • t_writesofficial 22w

    JUST ME AND YOU

    Just me and you
    Just us two
    My lover, my friend
    together with you
    until the end.

    Through good and bad
    Happy and sad.

    Just me and you
    It'll do.
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  • t_writesofficial 22w

    A message of Hope

    It's interesting that the things we cherish most are the same things we walk right by. They become so intertwined in the status quo that ultimately it becomes impossible to tell them apart from our day to day. That is, impossible until things change because as it turns out that thing we call life, it has a say. There's a saying you never really know what you have until it's gone. Sometimes it takes the most abrasive of reminders, the harshest of times to help us recapture that perspective, to lift us up and show us what we had previously failed to see. And while our darkest moments test our strength, they push our boundaries, even transform our reality. They can also be the bridge that leads us exactly where we need to be. They remind us that sometimes it's not about how we spend our time, but who we spend it with. That quiet brings clarity and the world can spin so fast that we forget to think about our place within it. It reminds us how humanity is bigger than the some of its parts and it takes just as much energy to build up as it does to tear down. It reminds us that no matter where we live, what we speak or who we pray to, we're not so different after all. It reminds us that there is so much more good in this world than evil, so much love than hate and so much promise for tomorrow. Someday we'll look back on this moment with the lessons we've learned, the hardships we've faced and we will be reminded of the miracle that is the human spirit. Unwavering in its resolve, unbreakable at its foundation, stronger than we could ever comprehend. See sometimes it's hard to look around and find a reason to be optimistic, to understand or comprehend "why" but what we'll find is that if we look hard enough, immersed in the uncertainty, and in some cases the tragedy, there's something to be gained. A tiny candle flickering in the night that will eventually grow to light our way because that row to tomorrow is paved with hope. There are pages unwritten, stories untold and a new chapter to begin.
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  • t_writesofficial 22w

    Some people survive and talk about it. Some people survive and go silent. Some people survive and create. Everyone deals with unimaginable pain in their own way, and everyone is entitled to that, without judgement. So the next time you look at someone’s life covetously, remember...you may not want to endure what they are enduring right now, at this moment, whilst they sit so quietly before you, looking like a calm ocean on a sunny day. Remember how vast the ocean’s boundaries are. Whilst somewhere the water is calm, in another place in the very same ocean, there is a colossal storm.
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  • t_writesofficial 22w

    DEPRESSION

    Most people who don’t have anxiety or depression don’t get it. They don’t understand what you mean when you say you cry for no reason. They think you’re just emotional. They don’t know how it feels to have your heart pumping out of your chest and to be short of death and can’t control it, or to feel like the whole world is tumbling down on top of you and you can’t fix it. They don’t get that anxiety and depression are both illnesses, not a birth defect. It’s not your personality either, it’s just taken over it. They think we like the attention, but they have no idea how badly we want to feel happy. To have a real smile, not a fake one. To not have to go through the day feeling worthless. To not cry for a week straight. To just be happy, like the average human should.
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  • t_writesofficial 22w

    You don’t always have to put on the brave face and hold yourself together. You don’t have to be that kind of strong every single day. It’s perfectly acceptable to drop that armour and crumble however you please. If you need to scream, scream loud. If you needed to curse, do it with all of your heart. And if you need to cry, cry as hard as you need to. The sky does it all the time without apologising and still shines the next day. You can too.
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