psychnoona

[psychnoona]

And so today, seemed a little brighter.

The end of the tunnel was in a safe distance.

Each step did not feel like a chore.

Embrace this moment, don't look back.

Keep your eyes straight ahead.

[psychnoona]

You want to be alone.

It hurts like hell.

People will eventually leave you.

You leave them, too.

How can you make

them understand?

You cannot even identify

the feeling

It's just empty.

It's dark.

How can you even escape this?

you feel lost,

How can you be found?

You feel blind.

How can you see again?

You are drowning.

You don't know how to swim.

You are burning.

You can't put the fire out.

It's just too much.

I know you are tired.

You just want all of these

to end,

I hope you find peace.

[psychnoona]

"When you grow up, your heart dies."

- Allison, The Breakfast Club

With age, comes loss

of innocence,

purity;

we see the blemishes

in human nature,

finding fault in those

where once

we sought trust.

Over time,

there's a gnawing

skepticism

toward our once

untarnished dreams.

But this, too,

is to be

expected.

Life becomes a commitment

to staying young.

Do not grow

into those tired,

embittered souls

you pointed out

when you were young.

Don't allow their cynisim,

to cloud your vision.

Rekindle curiosity,

wonder,

a youthful spirit.

Wander the woods;

get lost amidst

the cardinal's song;

spend time with children;

cultivate the sound

of their laughter.

Life is a most cherished gift.

Why must we first

waste it,

or worse, risk losing it,

to discover its intrinsic

beauty?

Remaining childlike

into old age

is a conscious decision.

It means not surrendering

to fatigue,

or disappointments,

anger, or regrets.

People may call you

naive, foolish.

Let them.

Turn your thoughts

toward the stars;

let their wonder illuminate

your hope.

Write poetry, play music, dance--

use your gifts to serve others.

Whatever it takes,

preserve your heart;

create a life

you can dream within.

Rhapsodyinblue80// Fountain of Youth

Writing prompt: @heartofmuse wrote a thought provoking piece today called "Innocence." Thank you for inspiring me to write about the beauty of aging.

[psychnoona]

I am overwhelmed with thoughts.

I am bombarded with memories.

My brain hit rewind and I cannot stop it.

My heart is heavy.

There are tears I am trying to hold back.

There are moments I am trying to forget.

Please make it stop.

Please save me.

[psychnoona]

“A good test of a relationship is how well you both deal with challenges. If one person is more invested, it shows. If you’re with the wrong person, it feels like too much work. But if you’re unhappy more than you’re happy, it’s not the right relationship for you.” - Susane Colasanti, All I Need

[psychnoona]

“Some people don’t like you because your strength reminds them of their weakness. Don’t let haters slow you down.”

— Thema Davis

[psychnoona]

You

Eyes heavy but my mind told me to write.

This is for the people struggling to fight their own battles.

This is for you who is tired of hiding your pain and scars.

This is for you...

You are not alone, I am here, fighting alongside with you.

You are not abandoned, I am here, protecting you.

You can cry now, that's okay.

You can rest for now, I will just be here, I will stay.

You are loved. You are valued.

Please don't forget that.

[psychnoona]

be picky about who you let into your life

[psychnoona]

[psychnoona]

This is a summary of college only using two pictures; expensive as hell.

That’s my Sociology “book”. In fact what it is is a piece of paper with codes written on it to allow me to access an electronic version of a book. I was told by my professor that I could not buy any other paperback version, or use another code, so I was left with no option other than buying a piece of paper for over $200. Best part about all this is my professor wrote the books; there’s something hilariously sadistic about that. So I pretty much doled out $200 for a current edition of an online textbook that is no different than an older, paperback edition of the same book for $5; yeah, I checked. My mistake for listening to my professor.

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[psychnoona]

Forty Days

I wear midnight in the morning / dark crescent moons convict eyes that used to be blue / I take the long way home and dance to the sound of waiting

it will take more than one lonely night to break me / more than forty days and forty nights to change me

we both know lonely and ache and tired and wait / but you don't know stubborn until you've seen how deep I dig my heels into this promise:

I will love you longer than the nights that pulled you down by your eyelids / longer than the distance between a hometown and a better place / I'll love you long after your tongue forgets your name / long after my eyes fail to coax poems from your fingers / after dust coats my bones like the darkest touch

one lonely night won't break me

[psychnoona]

[psychnoona]

Takot

Natatakot ako na isang araw di na kita kilala.

Natatakot ako na isang araw mapagod ako na unawain ka.

Natatakot ako na baka dumating sa punto na di ko pala kaya na makasama ka.

Natatakot ako kasi baka ako yung magsabi na "ayaw ko na".

[psychnoona]

Lost

She thought she was on track.

She thought she was doing things right.

One day, she stopped.

She pondered if this was what she really wanted.

"Something doesn't feel right," she said.

She was not sure if she was happy or sad.

She got confused.

She got lost.

[psychnoona]

Sun and Rain

Sunset is the end

Sunrise is the beginning

Clouds form to hide your sun

Raindrops start falling

No rhyme nor rhythm

Your life is like a mess everyone is feeling...

But as the sun said goodbye today...

Remember that tomorrow will be another blessing...

[psychnoona]

“It makes me angry sometimes, it’s a visceral thing–how you come to despise your own words in your ears not because they aren’t genuine, but because they are; because you’ve said them so many times, your ‘principles,’ your ‘ideals’–and so damned little in the world has changed because of them.” - Joyce Carol Oates, Black Water

via @quotespile

[psychnoona]

Blurred

He stared at her.

Thinking what to say this time.

He looked for a reason to stay.

But found himself in darkness.

He tried to focus on the sun, but the clouds were there already.

Tears went down, his vision went blurry.

He asked himself, "Is this really the end?"