⚠️⚠️(THIS WRITING PIECE INCLUDES RELIGION, AND I DONT MEAN TO PUSH MY RELIGION ONTO ANYBODY ELSE, OR ANYTHING OF THAT SORT, ITS JUST MY OWN EXPERIENCE!)⚠️⚠️

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Disappointment is my one victory. I’ll continue to plummet closer and closer to purgatory.

Horns sprout from my head. From the thoughts that want me dead.

The one thing I succeed in, is the d...

Another day. The alarm was going off at its usual seven thirthy, the bright grey numbers casting a blinding white light into your sleepy eyes. The thought of living through another day that looked exactly like the day before, and the day before that, and the day before that… never mind. No time for depressing thoughts. You quickly throw open the blinds as you get up. A cloudy grey sky greets you....

Dünyanın bu kadar bu görüntüsünü tatsız, tuzsuz yediğim bir çorbaya benziyor. Gözlerin etrafta dolaşdıkçaheyecandan, bütün zevklerden mahrum olduğunu hissediyorsun....

Life had always been so plain. I got to learn to read early only because I skipped learning my colors. I had to learn what traffic lights read only because I can’t see there neon colors.

I am colorblind.

I suppose I still was after that day. But still, it brings just a bit of joy to my life.

I can see the color red. I can now read traffic lights and see the sun rise.

Best of all, red is the color...

She wakes up opening her eyes to a familiar scene, her sweater draped over the chair, the desk a cluttered mess. As Sonya eases herself out of bed and starts to wake up something catches the corner of her eye in the window. It’s a flower but it has color? Sonya’s eyes widen in surprise she’s never seen colour before.

Sonya approaches the window cautiously, and slides the window up slowly, checki...

It was another one of those nights. I was laying beneath the starry sky, just letting my thoughts wander. The white sky and black were beautiful, just as they were on any other night. But that was the problem. It was just like any other night. The stars stood against the whiteness, like grey dots, some bigger than others. I stretched my open palm towards the sky, as if I could touch it, if I only ...

Every day was the same as the last: wake up a minute before the alarm goes off, then the blasted alarm goes off before I can turn it off.

One protein bar for the road. Embrace traffic. Try not to flip off any people trying to move into new lanes with their blinkers off.

I enter the office just in time. Hank waves me over. “You know the drill.”

I nod drowsily. Everything is the same. The same pho...

It started out with a little bit of hatred

But I can’t seem to look away

A little bit of animosity

But I can’t seem to get away

The color fades

With each mistake

I lost my grip

But no one knows

I lost control

It’s how it always goes

The color fades

With each mistake

I lost my grip

But no one knows

I lost control

In the monochrome

Left it with a

One kiss

Two kiss

Fuck you fist

Seeing the wor...

Everyday. All I see everyday.

Is the one shade, of solemn grey.

Sometimes I spot blacks and whites,

But it’s all the same, like flying kites.

Up up up, in the air they go

Then they come down, if the wind doesn’t blow

The only thing that’s hopeful in this displacement

Is the color, orange.

Orange. I was eight when I saw it in sight.

It looked like a warm breeze, in the summer night

It was faint, ...

it was saturday, saturday’s were the days sarah went to the local park.

well, she used to.

she used to go every saturday, until she met this boy. he took up all her time, and she never noticed.

everyday he would text her, call her, visit her. at first, it was nice.. but it got annoying and a lot to deal with for her.

all of a sudden.. he stopped. he stopped calling. he stopped texting. he stop...