Lody Heront, 13 lutego 2023
I drifted off as the crying died down,
It was a feeling of numbness when I knew it was over, and the realisation that it will never be the same again.
Dear God, give me your strength to accept all the trials you have given me,
Not to complain or regret. It's just that this heart is too weak (... więcej)
Lody Heront, 13 lutego 2023
I feel something is missing, but no idea what I have found.
I feel like I have found it without knowing what I am looking for.
And I am like seeking without knowing what I have lost.
We all have dreams, some pursue them and make it come true, some step back and throw them away, others remain silent (... więcej)
Lody Heront, 13 lutego 2023
The word of 'was' is so familiar to my brain, mind and ears.
As if something happened, so close, so deep, the arrogance of distance and time cannot be erased.
How many times have I whispered your name and let the memory blow with the wind, far away, but keep coming back.
As you can see (... więcej)
Lody Heront, 18 lipca 2017
All I know is that I really hurt.
My once burning heart is slowly turning cold.
It's as if even I have no words, no way of holding on to myself.
How to... How to cope?
Lody Heront, 18 lipca 2017
Covering my ears to listen to you,
Shutting my eyes to imagine you,
You have slowly become blurred,
You have slowly left me,
In the unstoppable memories.
Ps. I will be alright
Lody Heront, 15 kwietnia 2015
We used to be so close, but lately we have drifted apart.
We both know it's happening, but neither of us is doing anything about it.
We just watch and wait for the day when we are strangers again.
I guess I would be a fool to say there is no hope.
But who am I to say I'm strong enough (... więcej)
Lody Heront, 22 czerwca 2013
I want to call you me,
but I am me,
you and me and I,
it's only 1 + 1
but the answer equals 3.
I might be just nobody.
You are you.
Bitter and sweet, bliss and misery are all the things that inspired in me.
We might be 3 but alas my mind becomes delusional.
Unable to approach (... więcej)
Lody Heront, 12 marca 2013
Yeah... Like a wilted flower
That is the right metaphor to describe me right now.
I have changed so much.
My world no longer have the sun.
Dark,
Dark,
And dark.
The beautiful life has been destroyed by the toxic and now dragged me into the abyss of destruction.
Only one question "can (... więcej)
Lody Heront, 12 marca 2013
One day, somewhere out there,
I saw a girl standing up in the corner.
She had cried.
It was in the dark...
It was the middle of the night.
I saw her tears falling on her cheeks...
I've always wondered.
What had happened to her?
A few days after that night...
I saw her again.
At that (... więcej)
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