This is gonna be a short one, but I hope I can get the message across.
Oh, and this one is dedicated to Farrah, because she's an amazing person, and, well, fuck them haters!
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Hopeless. Helpless. Heartless.
Grief has the ability to make us feel all of that, AT ONCE.
You know that persistent pain that dwarfs your heart, no matter how much you try to lull it? That's grief. You know those tears that don't will to stop because they have a mind of their own? That's grief. You know that feeling of sadness that shrouds your soul whenever you think of that something or someone? That's grief.
Grief is like the ocean. It's deep and dark and bigger than all of us. And pain is like a thief in the night. Quiet. Persistent. Unfair.
Grief and Sadness and Pain are always gonna try and crowd you. They're always gonna try and get to you.
So whenever you feel sad, cry your heart out. Trust me, that fake smile plastered on your face means nothing. Remember, being sad is okay, but getting used to sadness is not.
So, as I said, cry your heart out. Cry rivers, cry oceans if you have to. And then build a bridge over it. And if you can't build a bridge, build a small boat, a boat so strong that even the strongest of the waves won't be able to destroy it, and start sailing. Do not start loving the ocean, because that way you'll never reach the shore. That way, you will never be happy. Accept sadness, but do not embrace it.
Trust me, one day it gets better. There's no explanation or reason why. You just wake up and you're not angry anymore.
And at that moment, you'll LIVE.
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Ashes
RandomThis is stuff that i wrote almost 3-4 years ago, when i was not really in a very good place and when bleeding ink on papers was my only solace. I'm well aware that it is not the best writing in the world, but there is only so much a broken heart can...