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Then There Was The Black Sheep...

  • Writer: Kayla Danaéx
    Kayla Danaéx
  • Mar 27, 2020
  • 2 min read







In a corner, solitude awaits.

Silence is the peace of the atmosphere.

Is it a cold shoulder ?

Or maybe a misunderstanding? Where can answers be found?

A deep analysis into the mental may make you cry or feel regret.

You may not even feel at all, because the truth is, feelings are not always universal.

Feelings...

The state of wishful thinking turned into sudden sadness and regression.

That same state has grown a blackened heart with no mercy. The heart was always pure but reality has created a shield that no man can pierce through. A broken heart can be catastrophic... wouldn’t you say?

Well, the corner has become warm and a smile is present.

Bright ideas and love in hiding, good spirits never died. Curiosity can lead to damaging awareness or enlightenment.




Well, why me...? You know? I mean, why do I get ignored so much ? I try to do what’s best for me but there’s still some part that wants to impress everyone... I mean, for once I want someone to be proud of me. Not that typical ‘I always knew you could do it’ bullshit. Someone who’s really seen my struggle or knows what I want out of life. I guess I don’t hear it enough. All odds are against me. Once things are going good, they don’t last for long and I don’t know how to... how to cope with that. I don’t know how to cope during the bad times. I take fucking happy drugs but today, I threw it all down the drain. I shouldn’t have because something bad is going to happen... I’ve been hearing voices all day. Does that sound bad? Am I a bad person now? I mean... worse than what my family says? None of them think I’ll ever amount to anything... Maybe they’re right. I think I’m going to take a stroll on a trail today...see what happens.You think anyone will hear me scream... if I were to scream out there?





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