01:36 - To Burn Your Bridges

"Why do all the bad ones have to die?"

It has been decided that a mind full of darkness is a mind not meant for reminiscence, for what good will it do but give sadness and dread?

People might not understand how complicated a mind could be, but that is the wonder of words, meant to convey even the darkest of emotions, for we're only humans, trapped in the embrace of not knowing where to look for clues to happiness.

When I'm gone, I'll be leaving this part of me here, for all my loved ones never did love this negative side of me, and for this I say, I am rather proud of my negativity, and I, who would rather love an idea such as death better than life itself, am stuck in a world full of confusing wonders my heart never really appreciated.

Sadness is hope.
Sadness is beautiful.

· a collection of never-ending
dark thoughts

---oh, and although the content is (kind of) poetic, I do not fancy myself as a poet. I just write stuff I think are genuine enough for my mental health.

TRIGGER WARNING: read the first post. Filled with sad stuff that are not really that healthy for y'all. This book is for lamenting emotions and not the happy kind of stuff (although there are some moral lesson talks but okay...)