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219 · Jul 9
Growth V
M Groen Jul 9
It is in the depths of loneliness that I found he who stuck by always.
Now, thou art be fury.
M Groen Jul 9
I've always loved the rain. Something about it just comforts me. It's calming, moody, yet also beautiful.

The idea that behind the veils of darkness,

The plants are glistering in the wash from the clouds,

Mirror-like puddles forming reflecting the endless night-sky,

The look of the wet bricks and also the shine coming from the roof tiles.

But the most beautiful part of the rain is the sound it makes.

The endless clattering made by the falling drops, It’s therapeutic and mesmerizing.

The sounds of the seemingly endless washing of my house, It relieves me, it comforts me.

It warms me and just for a moment my pain too, forms a puddle that's simply reflecting the endless expanse of the universe around me.

Maybe one day, I can be washed by the rain. Unchained from the prison of my burdens and sins, to find solace in It’s embrace.
rain is often seen as a blessing from God, symbolizing His provision, grace, and the refreshing of life. It's a sign of God's faithfulness in sustaining creation and a metaphor for His word, which nourishes and revitalizes individuals and the world.
65 · Jul 9
Growth I
M Groen Jul 9
Worth comes from that which is done with passion, intent and or emotion.

Something that tries to express the most abstract thing about humans.

Something that is hard to explain in words.
The purest form of truth is that which you believe in with heart, body and soul.
It may not be correct, but nothing may fault you for a wrong if it is the only thing you know.
A drunk is forgiven for wrongs while drunk, and so should you be forgiven.
56 · Jul 12
Feeble attempt
M Groen Jul 12
I try to be happy,
yet each night I turn melancholic yet again,
I try to be happy, but only by burying my despair
I try to find solace, in the pain from my lonely heart,
I feel alone, even when surrounded.
Might I ever escape this eternal act?
I'm trying hard to grow but it always feels without reward. I still feel alone and without love. Despair holds a tight grip on my heart and it's hard to keep this charade up.
54 · Jul 14
I WANT THE PAIN
M Groen Jul 14
life flashes by if you care and stop for every little thing.
sometimes you don't need to help,
spares ya time,
plus, growth is found in struggles.
can't expect muscles to grow when someone helps you lift the weights right?
52 · Jul 9
Growth II
M Groen Jul 9
Anguish is a sign of life.
52 · Jul 9
solace
M Groen Jul 9
Find solace in your sins, or find solace a sin.
Either way it's all the same.
Comfort can also be found in agony.
"'Doubt.' How could this cowardly, insidious Spirit dare to set its sight on him, a champion of the Underworld? The feeble moth was going to learn the price of its arrogance soon." -Guiltythree, shadow slave chapter 2406
51 · Jul 9
Growth III
M Groen Jul 9
I want to know,
Please tell me the answer,
Explain the reason,
Tell me why you do this,
Why must I suffer so
All comes at a cost. My price was steeper than the mountains Sisyphos had to climb, but also shorter. I hope.
50 · Jul 9
Expiration date
M Groen Jul 9
Moments are fleeting,
Memories fade,
Time flies.  
You don't have to keep pace,
Just keep going steady rate,
Such is fate.
50 · Jul 9
!@#$^&*!@
M Groen Jul 9
I rage at the world,
It never listened,
I grew lonely and mad,
So I turned to the only one who would listen,
Me.
Even the depths of hell may burn in the wrath and agony of my soul
50 · Jul 9
Growth IV
M Groen Jul 9
I try to better other people cause I hardly know how to better myself.
"I arrive, brother, at these wretched funeral rites" -Gaius Valerius Catullus
50 · Jul 9
Just a glance
M Groen Jul 9
Grief and glee are so close yet so far.
I glanced,
It saw,
I ran.
The sparkle was stolen,
maybe never to be found
49 · Jul 9
Growth nulla
M Groen Jul 9
I created a maze and fort of loneliness hoping that someone might try to see what's inside.
No one did and it surprised me.
I've grown since then and I realized that no one even cares enough to see the maze.
46 · Jul 9
Why?
M Groen Jul 9
The feeling of loneliness persist, even when surrounded by people.
WHY
43 · Jul 9
Mind your manners!
M Groen Jul 9
Humans, are truly despicable.
They are Selfish,
Arrogant,
Corruptive,
*****,
Greedy,
And inconsiderate of those around them.
However, sometimes they can also be inspiring.
Sometimes, they can be decent.
Here lies the beginning of thy path,
Roads yet built.
38 · Jul 12
Untitled
M Groen Jul 12
I just wonder, if any of the people close to me, would notice me dissappear.
27 · Jul 30
Is it too late?
M Groen Jul 30
This pressure on my chest,
is foreign.
I've never felt it before, but it hurts.
I do not know why or where it came from.
But it's there,
and it is persistent.
It hurts so much, but also strangely,
the thoughts of death it brings, feel so comforting.
I'll never do it though, I'm just entertaining the idea.
He did not give me breath only for me to take it away so soon.
I'm so young and he tortures me so, but I hope he also shows me paradise.
Soon hopefully, I don't know how long I can keep this going
Every night I feel the pressure growing. I'm starting to doubt everything, even my own faith and hope for salvation. I pray the devil hasn't already suckled my blood.
M Groen Aug 2
What is the meaning of life?
There are many ideas and beliefs.
But
What's it matter?
Why try to find a meaning to this?
Why not just, go along with everyday,
try and feel ok.
Try to feel something,
even just one thing.
But, that gives it meaning doesn't it?
What might god wish me to be?
What might I want to be?
For me, it differs,
some days, I want nothing but to disappear.
Yet others, I feel the light of the sun on my skin,
and then a smile might appear.
One day I might feel like nothing might ever be greater than life,
The next I might feel I will never thrive.
Even in just a moment, I might go from being all jolly,
to being blinded with a veil of melancholy.
But maybe, that is where I find meaning,
in the feelings I experience in each moment.
Maybe, the fact that I feel all so deeply, is the blessing god gave me.
I think, everyone has their own meaning.
And everyone, must find their own calling,
all in the pursuit of happiness.
Maybe one day, if I follow what I think my calling to be, I too, might be cleared of all this pain I feel.
maybe I wont suffer at the hands of the blessing I was given.
But who knows, definitely not me. I hardly know who I am, let alone what I am to do with my life.

— The End —