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Daasthan

The Breathings of my Heart

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Depression

Murdering Him

I killed him slowly, a bit each day   She twisted the knife into her chest For he still lived inside her, at her deepest core She knew well his price in her flesh And she made the trade Bleeding... Continue Reading →

Unread Umbra

Well, she... she was not afraid of the dark. What amazed me more than the warmth with which she entered people's darkness was the ease with which she evanesced into the cold darkness of her own being. She was the... Continue Reading →

Some depths are so seductive that you want to drown in them and die.

Black feather of banished love

The sweet, submissive, introverted mind with all its ambitions of freedom and independence is hopelessly in love with the Pain of solitude. She loves Mr. P with such passion and ardour that she suffers the hurt of her bleeding heart with a commitment, so... Continue Reading →

A thousand muted screams booming in the hollowness of my shrunken skull... Rot! Decay! Thoughts.... lost among the screams... Thoughts.... without identity or expression... the dark shroud... Anxious! Violent! Echo my howls to the ether beyond the mountains... eyes that... Continue Reading →

One of the biggest problems that depressed people face is dealing with happy extroverted people who have no clue what being depressed means. May be you are trying to help out, but please understand that when one is depressed, it... Continue Reading →

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