Novel & Cerita Emotional Pain Deep Poems

His tears kept flowing down from the edge of his eyes constantly and repeatedly. It hurts so deeply… It hurts very deeply inside, Oh God… I don’t know what to do now in order to get rid of these pain and injury. I’d rather die than see Eriwan drown himself into that boy’s embrace. Who is he? He isn’t even Fin Hubert or Victor Jaleco. So, who is he? Who can make Eriwan love and adore him really madly and deeply, even more than he loves himself? Oh, God… It hurts so badly… It hurts so frustratingly… I can’t erase this pain, as if I was pierced by thousands of needles, as though I was slashed by the guillotine knife without using any anesthetics. Must I die so that these pain and injury can go

Love suf­fers all, be­lieves all, hopes all, love endures all. Love never ends. 1corinthians 13 vs 4-8. ~~~~ I welcome you to this journey, a land of hope and dreams, may pluck a flower or two. With all my love💋💓. ~~~~ A word or Two The masks These masks we wear, in order to hide what really lurks in the shadows within. The shadows we hide from, the shadows we fear to embrace. Forgetting that in the suffocation brought to us by our darkest parts we reach for light

Through his touch and presence, he became a balm for her wounded soul. Faith's cries continued to resonate, a raw expression of her yearning to be free from the ceaseless pain and relentless misery that haunted her existence. Her desperate pleas echoed through the dense foliage, reaching the heavens themselves. In her vulnerability, she laid bare the depth of her sorrow, her fervent desire for an end to the torment that ravaged her every waking moment.

"I-I don't know anymore... The doctor said his condition is worsening. I-I can't bear to lose him... I can't. W-why is this happening to me? W-what did I do wrong? Am I a bad person? I don't want him to forget me, us... but I also don't want to forget him when he's gone... It hurts so much." I am drowning in unbearable pain. A deep, gnawing pain settled in the pit of my stomach, each beat of my heart echoing the helplessness that engulfed me. I tried to stifle my sobs, but they bubbled up uncontrollably, escaping in quiet, desperate gasps. The tears blurred my vision, distorting the room into a hazy mirage of pain. It was as if my very soul was unraveling, each teardrop a testament to the fr

I ran, ran from the scene that had seared itself into my memory, ran from the truth that threatened to consume me. I found myself in a secluded part of the forest, tears streaming down my cheeks. Each tear felt like a silent scream, a release of the anguish and hurt that had taken residence in my heart. My emotions were a tempest, and I struggled to find solace within the storm. "Why?" I whispered to the heavens, as if seeking an answer from the very sky that watched my pain. "Why is it always this way? Why do I have to witness love slip through my fingers, leaving behind only shards of broken dreams?"

Too much emotion is already eating her. “Oh, God! It's been a long time. B-But why is it still painful!” She whispered it in the air while holding her chest. She is suffering from emotional pain. It was so painful and heavy that she could already feel it physically. "I never ask for too much. I-I didn't ask for things I knew I didn't deserve." Infinity wiped the tears that had been falling non-stop for a while. "B-But why is the only thing I asked for, why...why can't I get it?"

I muttered with a hardly discernible voice. "You don't have to apologise," she said softly as she sat down next to where I lay. "I know you're sad and heartbroken and all you want to do is cry and hope the pain will go away but my darling,we both know life doesn't work that way,crying won't help in healing this, it will only make your eyes hurt and give you a really bad headache”, Her hand found mine, her touch light but forceful.

She swallowed hard, knuckles whitening as her fists clenched at her sides, and even though the fire in her eyes was hot enough to melt any solid to liquid, the tears did not fall. Her knees bled as they kissed the broken bottles on the floor; a harsh reminder of the saying ‘Emotional pain is sometimes worse than physical pain.’ At that moment, there was no pain that could overshadow the pain that Emily's death caused her, her eyes fixed on the opened wrist of Emily who lay down on the cold marble floor, lifeless. Emily had chosen to end it all… and once again, she was all alone.

All I knew was that I was hurting, and I didn't know how to stop the pain. In that moment, I felt like I was drowning in my emotions, unable to find a lifeline to cling to. The pain was suffocating, making it hard to breathe. I didn't know how to escape the heartache, didn't know how to make it stop. All I could do was stand there, frozen in agony, and let the emotions consume me.

The pain of everything comes tumbling down on me, and it crushes me into an abyss that I will never escape from. _________________________