So I let my shame own me, kill me, wilt me away into a thousand dead flakes, knowing if I kept it all in, she would never have to learn the dirtiness that was forever inside me--the bad, the ugly, the twisted. She could go on living her life happy, just like she deserved.
Jessica SorensenMots clés silence shame guilt rape dirty raped trauma emotional-pain
Today i want to talk to you, and you don't have time. Tomorrow you would desperately want to talk to me and I won't be around
Kunal BhardwajMots clés romantic emotional-pain
Some people in your life
Touch you so very deeply
That you drown totally in that depth.
Mots clés deception emotional-pain deceived deceiving treasuresure
...she imagines her body curled in the narrow monk's bed, knees to chin, her own irrefutable geography, but she sees the blood of her futile heart seeping out over her chest and arms and legs, flooding across the rough wooden floor, down the narrow wooden stairs and out into the old soil of the garden. No roses, no, she does not even ask to make roses, just dissolution; most any night she asks just for that.
Michelle LatiolaisMots clés loss sadness grief emptiness oblivion lost-love grieving emotional-pain
It is hard to lose the people we love ,but feeling sorry they died is selfish.Dying is going heaven home to God we know your papa is in heaven with our Lady and Jesus.Let us try to be happy for him.
Maryanne RaphaelMots clés strength courage-builder emotional-pain
Death never pierces the heart so much as when it takes someone we love; cleaving the heart they held with their passing.
Brandon M. HerbertMots clés love loss death mourning death-of-a-loved-one emotional-pain
Is the love you have for me, and the feelings I have for you forever parallel, with no chance of intersecting?
Atsuko AsanoMots clés sad emotional-pain
At 6:15 she was standing on her front porch watering gardenias and watching another line of thunderstorms split and go around her. The same thing happened almost every day. Some days they came so close all she could smell was the rain. The wind whipped up dust from the fields until it drove like buckshot into the shuddering mesquites, and Clara Nell started to pray. 'Jesus,' she whispered. 'Jesus, Jesus....' But the only thing that came out of the sky was her topsoil. Every day the wind took a little more, and it hadn't rained in almost a year.
Andrew GeyerMots clés heat desperation texas rural-life farming drought emotional-pain
When you sit alone and think out your thoughts … then that is your loudest cry!
Stephen RichardsMots clés emotional-pain emotional-wounds emotional-scars mind-power stephen-richards healing-insights healing-within healing-in-the-hurting-places healing-the-emotional-self emotional-release healing-the-inner-self healing-the-mind
When on an emotional roller-coaster, take the leap of faith ...
Stephen RichardsMots clés emotions emotionally-scared emotional-pain emotional-wounds mind-power stephen-richards emotions-love
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