I remember the letter
you sent me,

just one,
burdened by the weight
of words you never said.

The alphabet slanted
as if it was breaking
the way your heart did
the day you said goodbye.

We kept our tongues imprisoned
behind our teeth,
swallowed the truth
like the ocean did the stars.

There was so much to us
that we locked away,
kept like a secret
until our ears turned deaf
and our voices mute.

I loved you, you know.

(via snehakalra)

“At night I often find myself getting lost in my own mind. I become paralyzed by my own thoughts. With no escape until the morning, I lay in bed overthinking. This will be the death of me.”

—   7.23.14 (via 12oclockthoughts)

(Source: fxckmydreams)

“I had almost believed
That I had made it -
I was learning
To breathe and smile
But the storm raging inside me
Got too strong
And I found I was drowning once more
In my own thoughts.”

—   T.D. (vaitiolo)

(Source: vaitiolo)

(Source: fadeless-and-faded)

“No subject is terrible if the story is true, if the prose is clean and honest, and if it affirms courage and grace under pressure.”