I find comfort in the sadness,
A familiar ache present in the madness.
A pillow filled with tears that soften the sound of my cries,
Suffocating emotions that inch me closer to my demise.
At least they're present, at least they're known.
The only thing accompanying me as I feel alone.
A blanket woven of melancholic isolation and fear,
The only thing that's tangible, the only thing that's near.
And here I lie, dreaming of the life that seems so far away,
Praying I'll even witness the light of day.
The light seems so foreign and out of reach,
I ache for a sliver of hope that provides my soul a lesson to teach,
That I'll find comfort in happiness instead.
But for now I'll just close my eyes and sink into the bed.
Before I get lost even further in the tunnels of my own head.
Because even though it kills me slowly,
I find comfort in the sadness.
September 21st, 2025
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୧ ‧₊ 𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒 ✰ ୭ ˚.ᵎᵎ
THIS IS AWESOME!! ur rlly good at writing!! >.<
AHH thank you so much mochi!! :)
by purplevenusian; ; Report
Yw!! ^^
by ୧ ‧₊ 𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒 ✰ ୭ ˚.ᵎᵎ; ; Report
I LOVE IT U GOT A LOT OF TALENT!!!
by blackorchid 🔮✨; ; Report