echo chamber

soulreserve:

Eternity,
too stretches,
elongates
the prolonged breath,
time takes
between our meeting,
knitting dreams,
of you that are
just an echo
of an unrequited want,
The plasticity of soundlessness
till I hear your voice
bends and contorts,
erodes,
the shine from the stars,
And all my nights
are a range of darkness,
with the faintest
glimmer of you.

© SoulReserve 2016

I fear the darkness,
the kind of pitch black
where even shadows
disappear
I fear the night,
the thumping
of my own heart
amidst utter silence
but I fear you,
most of all
and how quickly you
became a stranger when
once you were my closest
friend.

Leigh, day 252
(via nothingwithoutwords)

definegodliness:

You’ll never fully comprehend
what lies behind these
weary eyes

and if you do

I shall fear you like no other

for you have deciphered
the language of my
heart’s master.

- M.A. Tempels © 2016

fitslife:

My video on myths about BPD.

Disclaimer: I do not have BPD. I did however talk with someone who did and go over the myths/facts in this video.

I am not a mental health professional, I am someone with a BSC in psychology.
Please don’t use my videos to diagnose yourself.

I hope you learn something new!

There’s a ghost that lives in the corridors of my heart; guarding and haunting me all at once.

Jenn Satsune (via satsune)

whitterings:

Are you a creation of my mind?
Because your existence in my head
Since you walked from our door
Remains the strongest
Reality I have.

I pour tea for two
Set two plates at the table but
Your food always gets cold and
I’m growing old only with my memory of
The way you could see past
My simplicity,
The way you held me when the storms would come.

I still hear your name humming
In the heater I curl up next to
Since you walked from our door
A deception of warmth in the hollow of night
Hoping you’ll slip in my sheets and
Once more I’ll feel your heat
Embody me until light.

Under the calling of the fall of rain
I hear your heart with mine -
They still beat the same.