Depression Pain Dark Quotes Novels & Stories

Dean’s voice cracked with the weight of his humiliation, each word a dagger that pierced the fragile shell of Damon’s confidence. Dean's voice lingered in the air, each word heavy with unrelenting pain and disappointment. Tears slid down his cheeks, falling to the ground like silent echoes of his suffering. He felt as though he had been abandoned in a desolate wilderness—alone, misunderstood, and utterly isolated. At that moment, his heart shattered, and the deep pain he had kept buried for so long broke free, unstoppable.

Worth the echo within For getting hurt It is no more new to me It is no more strange to me The search for money From floor to floor Makes me crazy Damn, it is this My dedications My indisputable Life's achievement After great efforts Pain, pain and only pain Remains I must die I feel at times Why live Why live But then I now count Suicide a sin But am I still not Being dying Each day, by hurt in it Some new disease In me Shown so bright My inability To compete With my life's misfit Am I not dying Or approaching death Closer and clearer Each day appears My end Am I not dying With pain in the chest With the inability to compete With sorrows, I have met Dead past too Unfortunately It is not dea

“Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is to keep showing up.” — Brené Brown. LUCIEN Ah, so this is what it’s like to be strong and utterly useless at the same time. Was this what the humans described as depression? I couldn’t even go with Darius to help Damien. All I could do was sit here uselessly, pretending that waiting counted as helping. Stay home and hope for the best. What a fucking joke. Still, I was glad he was able to send a mindlink to Alanna as they captured him.

When he got to the center of the book, the characters became clearer so that he could read a long forgotten story. "... and God's power became weaker. People gave themselves to their despair. Their hearts were filled with dark thoughts. What once shone in the light was bathed in darkness. Innocence threatened to succumb to sin. Heaven succumbed to it Hell. The figures of the night broke in on the innocent and stole their light. Above all ~ he ~. The darkness itself. ~ "Lucifer." ~

" The lady said looking towards the smiling face of Ryan in the news and sipped her black coffee leisurely. Damon looked towards the lady and rolled his eyes in annoyance. "This bitch, will be not going to do anything. I need to do something otherwise that Ryan will surely win, one day," he thought and walked out of the room. "Ryan it was the last happy days of your life. Be happy and healthy, after these days you will never be at ease. I will even never let you sleep peacefully after that. You snatched my everything now it's your turn to give up on your everything. You are the reason for your own destruction Ryan. Count your happy days!"

An arrow hit me right in the chest. The sorrows written in my fate breaking me mercilessly, under the terror of losing my sanity, the horror of hearing what has just happened. What have I done..? The scar given to me will increase from time to time, nothing can save me from this unnerving swamp of repentance and sadness. Overwhelmed by the feeling of this tormenting dejection, the light of hope fades away. No words can explain the depression I am going through, it's endless. “I am so sorry…” I rest my head on Rebecca’s lap to give myself some consolation.

Amber spoke with seriousness, "I am fucking devastated, so devastated, destroyed and broken and dead from inside that I have become numb. I don;t have anymore tears left to cry, I don't have energy to be sad, I don't have the strength to endure depression, I have became numb to everything. I am smiling because I can't cry anymore, my tears have all dried up, I am not sitting in a corner and staring outside the window like a depressed soul that I am is because I have done that for a lot of years and I am done.

I spat and went back to sit. I heard people chortling but didn't bother to look. Remembering my loss once more, I coiled into a state of despondency. This pain that I am feeling will never fade, it will never end. The cut is too deep, I feel it in my soul and deep beyond. I've handled a lot of traumatizing pain before but I don't know if I can go through this. I feel my whole world crumbling down and crushing before me and all that is left is rubbles.

every night my spirit is entangled within the fangs of bitterness, my strength ebbs away at the ticking of the time, I am most miserable of all men, even more miserable than the beast of the field, my light has become a great darkness, happiness no longer comes to my dwelling place, I have only taken a place to live, which will definitely be filled up some days when I had made it empty, if I am denied the joy of my life, the only thing that should parch a smile to my face in this vile world of

A little heart that expresses how much you like the bar The story has been completely modified and changed. .... Happiness... what is happiness? Sometimes happiness comes in the form of close people or in the form of things we love. And we prefer it, or even simple words that make us happy. And all this is what I do not have. I am a girl who lived most of her days in darkness with depression. It makes me not see people trying to cheer. me up, and I rarely feel that happiness… and that hurts me so much that my soul is dull and I don't appreciate anything I have. I