Lost faith.  — Sweta Ojha (Beautiful Share)

To people who believe none, I understand there’s not much good that has happened and you are afraid to trust and let someone in. It’s okay to take your time but it is never alright to lose faith in mankind. Heartbreaks are necessary. They are a certain slideshow of reality that prince charming is a […]

via Lost faith.  — Sweta Ojha

Truth about Sensitivity

IMG_1339I pick up on every single thing…

Every single vibration that the universe has to offer… Every single day.

Some days it makes me smile infinitely, and on others it makes me weep uncontrollably to what feels like an eternity.

I feel happiness, sadness, anger, love, hate, malice, confusion, pain, sorrow, joy, fear, and everything in between. 

Sometimes I get so mixed up in the sea of vibrations that I can’t even tell the difference between my own feelings and others. 

I can connect and comfort the conflicted without speaking a single word. 

I can heal a broken heart just by knowing what it needs to heal.

I can ease the physical pain of an injured soul just by knowing exactly where the origin of the pain is.

I can see a whole world of secrets just by opening my eyes, and it is a gift that I can see and feel everything so vividly.

But there are some days where I cry, weep, and even scream on the inside due to the large cluster of vibrations I feel every single day… it can be far too much for my soul to bare.

Why is it so hard for me to distinguish one feeling to another and whether it is my own or not? Why can I feel things so deeply, like as if it’s happening to me? I have so many questions.

Some days I can answer them easily, other days I find myself lost for words.

In the meantime I continue to float along by the universe in search of my own lighthouse in the skies above.


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Letter To Dearest- Disasterpiece

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Here I am once again my Dearest;

I am here writing to you once again great disasterpiece creator.

I motherfucking hope that you are happy.

Will my overall being suffice? Or does my vile nature do that.

The nature you imbedded in my feet, gnarling barbed roots twisting into the mud, reaching towards the core.

Bounded to the love you gave me to use… I can still feel it pumping in my veins. 

The fibers of my veins erode away from its acidic effects.

It seeps into my skin and reflects outwards into my aura.

My insides burn infinitely from the blinded rage within.

All that exists has gouged out eyes and drilled through eardrums. 

The walking blind, the crawling deaf, the flying dead, the jaded ones.

Why did you create me dearest? For what purpose? I refuse to believe what it could be.

I’ve heard this all before and before and before that and before them.

Before they came, before they appeared, before they spoke, before they listened.

Before it all began. Before my existence. Before all.

Hell is real. She laughs at our expense. She is aroused by our sorrows.

She’s not a devil, nor a demon, nor a being. She’s in your head. 

Hell exists within our minds alone. Her entity exists in our minds.

The Divine Exists too… he watches me, he follows me, he guides me.

Blinding, morphing, creating, changing…

She smiles in my presence… The Divine smiles in my presence…

What the fuck do you want from me?

You won’t singe me, nor save me.

But now it’s just me… who else?

With me… no one other than my ‘divine’ presence. 

I’m no savior, no saint, no prophet, no healer… nothing.

I am the disasterpiece.

I am your disasterpiece.

You’re welcome.


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Weekly Funnies- Mondays are not that bad!!!

88d2a82777a8e3ed53b3d957557055d5 I swear that Mondays are not as bad as you think!

Why don’t you grab some coffee, tea, or water and have a drink?

Don’t let Monday make your heart sink!

There’s lots of good things about Monday, all you have to do is think.

People might be grumpy, but it’s really not a big deal!

Wearing bright colors might help; including, yellow, green, magenta, orange, or teal.

In the morning it might help to stretch, squat, and kneel.

Regardless of how you may feel, Monday’s are good; it’s time to get real!

Feel better dear friend, there’s no place to go but up!


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Thoughts- Share

5/24/2017 “A man is but the product of his thoughts. What he thinks, he becomes.” – Mahatma Gandhi Artist Unknown

via Thoughts — Eyes + Words

Giving Up & In

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I have lost the will to be anything other than me.

The weight of the mask bears too much on my fragile heart.

I’m not a terrible person; I am a person who seeks love and belonging.

I search despite the fact I feel as though I am unworthy for it.

I have grown sick of the twisted melodies flooding my mind every single night.

I no longer wish to hide from the world for it has already consumed me to a morsel of dust.

Dear mind, please let me be me for once.

I no longer wish to fight this losing battle.

Set me free from this disguise so I can finally heal from my seeping wounds.

I deserve to have a chance too…


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Life is filigree

Dark spots show more than light ones.

Sadness is my art.


Is life just a test?

If so, I’m sure I’m failing.

I can restart, right?


I don’t lie dear friend.

What I feel right now is real.

I feel nothingness.


Why do you smile friend?

What is there to smile about?

Please tell me dear friend.


My head is a mess.

Where do I even begin?

Sanity is gone.


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