Darkness Depression Quotes Novels & Stories

Is he going to make me face my fears like this? “Tay…” how do I explain it to him? “You can’t live like this Olivia; Face your demons at one point, it’s better to start now than later. Darkness doesn’t always represent darkness, and the same goes with light. The light you always sleep in may be your darkness and the darkness you are so afraid of may be your light. Some people wear white to represent their sorrows and their darkest moments and some wear black. What I’m trying to say here is that darkness is not what it always seems. There’s no need for you to be terrified of it. Now go to sleep, nothing is going to happen to you, okay?” I don’t know if I should believe him or not, but I nod a

"No, they're not good. And they're more of quotes anyway, they're short." "Okay, so tell me one. Tell me your favourite one." I bit my lip and look at him, contemplating whether I should or shouldn't. I have one in mind, the most recent one. As I watch him driving, his brown curls not falling over his eyes for once because he gelled them, the poem comes out by itself. "She couldn't understand," I begin, whispering, and gulp, still observing him, "why she found comfort in the dark, when all her life she had a fear of darkness."

All she can see is darkness. ‘Darkness again… If he’s really my family, why did he give into darkness? All I want is light from the people who love me, but I want my family to give the brightest light I could ever see in my life. I didn’t know that knowing one of them would just give me the darkest light I’ve ever wanted in my life.’

Everybody has good and bad forces working with them, against them, and within them. The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. When you thought you've solved your problems, making your mind at peace, never knew the worst is yet to come. There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights. Always love the light for it shows the way, yet endure the darkness because it shows the stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. >>>PATRICIA'S POINT OF VIEW<<<

I am different things, I am my demons, I am my sister's killer, I am darkness, I am broken, but never am I light, never am I happy, never am I smiling truly and it's all because I can never be this things. I am darkness. I am broken. I am unbelievably damaged. I am a broken artist who has lost his muse. I am the devil's child. I am darkness, the sooner everyone sees that, the better for them. I saw it a long time ago and God knows I had no choice but to accept it.

In the darkness, he won't see how flat as a board I am. In the darkness, he doesn't have to see my snoozefest of a face... In the darkness, he won't be disgusted... In the darkness, he won't see my tears...

"You’re right—I can’t make the darkness go away entirely, and I won’t pretend to have an easy solution for the pain you’re carrying. But I want you to know that you’re not alone in this, and you don’t have to face that darkness by yourself. What you’re describing—the nightmares, the moments of feeling trapped in your own body—is such a heavy weight to bear. Those feelings can make it seem like the darkness is winning, but it’s not a reflection of your strength or your worth. It’s your mind and body responding to what they’ve been through, trying to process and protect you in ways that sometimes feel unbearable.

"Life is going to throw some terrible things your way. That's just how it is. But someday, when you look back… this will be just a memory. The darkness never lasts forever. The sun always comes back." I closed my eyes and let his words sink in. Yes. The darkness wouldn't last forever. And one day, the light would return.

Silas I've been down bad, worse than I ever imagined I could be. I'm stuck in it—a depressive spiral that keeps dragging me deeper and deeper. Days blur together, a haze of gray. I force myself through the motions of work, put on the mask everyone expects from me, but at the end of the day, I'm hollow and wrung out. By the time I drag myself into bed, I don't bother pretending anymore. I just let the silence swallow me whole.

But for now, it was enough that he was here, that I wasn’t facing the darkness alone. It had been more than three months since everything went downhill, and I still couldn't pull myself out of the darkness that haunted me. The nightmares were relentless, their icy touch gripping my mind and heart, refusing to let go. I felt broken, shattered into a million pieces, unable to save myself or find my way back to the person I once was.