In The Gloaming TW *just in case*
With the tragic loss of the feed and after much debate and discussion. It's been decided to create a new thread. Soul space so to speak. A journal of sorts.
A place where I can dump some of the nonsense that goes on in my head.
While replies are welcome - they aren't necessary.
hello... twistedsoul
I apologise it's been so long, since I last wrote.
sorry, things are totally messed up... I can't get things straightened out.
meanwhile take care ok?
@mikenai Hey Mike! It's nice to see you! I'm sorry to hear things are still so messed up for you. If there's anything I can do to help just say the word. I'm not here as much as I used to be but I still pop in regularly
not sure how to ask. but I doubt it's possible either... sorry not questioning your capabilities. but certain stuffs are beyond anyone's control.
am even thinking of closing this account and merge back to the original member account.
myself well all I can say or think is, my life is probably done deal and doubt anything can fix anything or even make it just better than current.
but if there is anything that gives light of hope or perhaps you can help, I will definitely reach out.
@mikenai I understand. I think the same way about certain things too. I am sorry that things haven't gotten better for you. I had hoped with time, things would improve but I also know it's not that easy. I do still hope that things will get better for you and that you'll be able to find some peace
Love you Twistie <3
@jesusredeemedme2425 Thank you! 😊 Love you too ❤️
we make deals with the devil
that drop us to our knees
either a cult or religion
we trade our souls for dreams
we're no different than ghosts
just apparitions that bleed
can there be a price upon our souls
if we've taken them for free?
we're all so starved for affection
it's so painfully easy to see
if there's a *** lurking below us
that's probably where I'll be
if there's no cure for darkness
only perfectly imperfect disease
when sickness slowly takes over
its hard to know what you need
every night
a demon whispers
"but I can set you free"
so here we are once again
dancing....
with the devil in the moonlight
searching for space to be
@mytwistedsoul I almost don’t reply, because my words feel small after so much meaning. I read and have been reflecting. I just want to say, be where you are, Twist. It is your space that belongs to you, that no one can take from you, that only you can fill. What we each are, only we know. But whatever we are is ok. I’m not sure if I really understand where darkness ends and light begins. Maybe it is wrong to say, but sometimes I think they are not much different. There is suffering in both darkness and light. All we want is no more pain. Maybe if enough of us are in the dark together, it will feel different. I don’t know what I’m really saying. I think light, darkness, love energy, pain, the life we see and experience, it’s all not what it seems.
With you. ❤️
@mytwistedsoul I clicked on your profile to try to find your page. I don’t know how long ago you made it, but I saw the poem there and wanted to tell you how beautiful it is. Well, I was looking for this because it felt like a long time since I’d seen you write. So this is to let you know that you were being thought of, and I hope you’re doing ok. ❤️ Be well friend.
@PiecesOfWhoeverIWas Hi there Pieces! It's nice to see you! 😊 I think it was just a few days prior to your visit. It's probably going to get changed but thank you! Trying to find something that has that right fit or feel to it. It's harder than one might think! 😬
@mytwistedsoul Jesus on toast, you're still here!... I was wondering if you'd left Cups & this was a dead account. Hope you're feelin okay these days.
@slowdecline48 Jesus on toast 😁😂 Nope I'm still around, just not as much. I'm hanging in there. How's things in the world of Slow?
Currently there's too much pollen in the air, & I'm tired a lot...recently purchased a few things, some of which I actually needed...
@mytwistedsoul Oh yeah, I almost forgot: in the last two days I went through a depressive episode & have been ruminating on the old morbid thoughts... Been thinking I should do some art inspired by all that. I wouldn't try to post it here, though
@mytwistedsoul I know what you mean! Words seem so limiting sometimes. It’s hard to capture all the little feelings and senses, and then to paint the picture for someone else to understand. Then also, each day our understanding or feelings about a situation evolve slightly. I’ll have to remember to check back every so often. 😊
@PiecesOfWhoeverIWas This is so true! Sometimes words just fail me. Or it turns into a huge internal debate on what to say and what not to say. I often find that it's easier to just not say anything.
@mytwistedsoul ❤️
I hope you find that comfortable place somewhere in the middle, where you can feel ok sharing when you’d like or not when it truly feels right for You.
the shadows grew thick
where the whisper was born,
a secret pulled from flesh,
raw and torn
they struck at the opening,
frantic with dread,
tried to bury the sentence
before it was said
they clawed through the wounds
to silence the truth
no fingers could quiet the echo inside,
the more that they tore,
the less they could hide
tbc......
their silence
the tissue tears,