#fedup

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  • startickle 4d

    Hairat hai mujai in qudrat ka faisiloo sa jaha apna hona chahiya waha paraya kaam aata hai
    ©startickle

  • thefangirl 5w

    "You are lazy"

    "Do you know, its really hard for me to get up from bed sometimes."

    "So stupid."

    "Never, its really hard to live like this."
    ©thefangirl


    Depression is an extremely serious mental health condition . Please understand them.

  • nitinnairwrites 8w

    #SELFTALK

    Dear Self,
    Sometimes it is better to lose
    And be on the path of self-respect and righteousness
    A path that's often walked alone...

    You should already know,
    Some people are like donkeys
    Just as you can't teach a donkey to dance
    You can't expect a "good" change in their behaviour...

    ©nitinnairwrites

  • akku_goel 10w

    भरोसा- एक खेल
    Want to 'Quit' from this game!!
    #fedup

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    Quote #40

    किसी पर भरोसा करना चाहता हूं,
    पर दिल और दिमाग मानते नहीं,
    और कोई बार-बार भरोसा तोड़ रहा है,
    फिर भी दिल उसी पर भरोसा कर रहा है

    ©akku_goel

  • mrspectacular 11w

    PLEASE

    He wants to join his ancestors
    But it appears the actions of his blessers
    Who keep praying that death, is in his case, given censors
    Keep standing against the death-divisors
    Who are to be, between his body and soul, the separation factors.

    He has prayed to be done a mercy killing
    But somehow he keeps getting a mercy-filling.
    It should make him happy but on the contrary, it is grilling.
    Although he is afforded more life, the troubles keep milling.
    There is, to that, no stilling.

    He does not know how else to say this and not sound like an ingrate
    But he frankly does, this life of his, berate
    And would love to have it thrown out of Earth's gate.
    He pleads that the Earth would kindly confiscate.


    ©mrspectacular

  • rachelezell27 12w

    DRUM ROLL PLEASE

    How are you so hard?
    How are you so cold?
    You know I've loved you,
    but this pain is getting old.

    How can you love,
    with a soul that you sold?
    If this is a game,
    then fuck it, I fold.

    Your heart runs deep,
    with cruelty untold.
    It's become so putrid,
    it's starting to grow mold.

    I have held on so tight,
    but I can no longer hold.
    I have seen this play out,
    so let the tapes roll.

    I want my heart back,
    it's something you stole.
    Now my chest is hollow,
    with a vast empty hole.

    This life with you,
    has taken it's toll.
    Like running the gauntlet,
    at a leisurely stroll.

    I'm not okay now,
    I'm not entirely whole.
    Will I make it or won't I?
    Let's hear the drum roll.

    ~ Rachel G Ezell
    ©rachelezell27

  • risha_khan 24w

    People say a lot of things , but when it comes to it they never follow through their words.
    ©risha_khan

  • tehminbhat_ 25w

    Khamosh baithe hu, ab thak chuki hu
    Ab toh bas intizaar hai, waqth ka
    Ab jo hoga, waqth khud faisla karega
    ©tehminbhat_

  • reconizerealproductionz 29w

    #FEDUP #SEURR #WRITERSBLOGMEMO #NEVER STOP GOING HARD & BREAKINGG RECORDZ

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    #FEDUP #SEURR #WRITERSBLOGMEMO #NEVER STOP GOING HARD & BREAKINGG RECORDZ

    THINKING ABOUT THIS START DATE FOR THE PROCESS OF THIS BOOK

    GMMIWMDL
    BASED ON TRUE FACTS ABOUT TALENT OPPORTUNITIES UNLIMITED
    FROM MY SELF
    “RECONIZE REAL”

    YOU SHOULD BE IMPRESSED BY THIS FLAVOR IM KICKING OFF KNOWLEDGE TO CREATE OPPORTUNITIES FOR SUCCESS IN YOUR NEW LIFE IN THIS WORLD WE ARE IN LOVE PEACE AND BLESSINGS TO YOU WHO READ THIS ARTICLE ABOUT SOMETHING BLOOMING IN THE WORLD OF OPPORTUNITIES THAT WE CREATE DAILY

  • brokenchalk 33w

    You worth my loss

    you are the one who had the power to mould me into anything ...

    see the elegance of how dreams turned  into nightmares,

    you just screwed me up,

    I fall over and over again from dusk till dawn

    Every time I get up after I dive into your memories 

    I just made myself to think that I built a bit of me

    At some edge, I heard the words of mysterious voice whispers

    'Every time you fall down, you are attaining a step down gradually dear'

    so I found that ,still you don't cease to overwhelm me

    I reminisced how you craved me earlier to love you more

    You wept terribly which lingers like an echo in my ear still

    you scoured for the old me when you returned after a misery, I changed myself for you.

    you thought you accomplished the old me

    No, You structured a new ocean

     where my love waves stroked the shore of you.

    Now that ocean haunted with my tears

    and not a speck far to replenish it with my ounce of blood.

    There is no sense in filling your place with friendship

    It is like giving roses when you are thirsty.

    It's not a breakup if people inquire you what came about to your forever 

    Elucidate them this way "No one can give up intense friendship entirely for a vulnerable love,

    That fool did, no one accept back such an idiot like me, she did

    she is the only she, who adored me without a grain of expectation

    Gave habitat in her 'already broken'  heart 

    when the entire world was against her in denial.

    But I didn't buy her heart, I hired it for five months 

    and after she wrapped her broken pieces with my so-called love,

    I unrolled and minced it into the fluid on my senses.

    I filled her voids of doubts with false hopes, trusts and desires

    and abandoned her in a profound trench full

    Of tears and toils right after she completed making me as her whole world..."

    You didn't glimpse back after you burnt me with your words

    Every time you get rid of me, I

     Re-emerged with the new bitter versions

     which was ready to face ur insults, ridicules, disrespects, hurts and harms

    you were just obsessed with discovering flaws in an immutable society which is utterly useless,

    I tried and strived and endeavoured,

    You ripped me apart 

     gave incisions with the sword of ignorance which gave pain like hell.

    My mind lapsed into shady corners

     one last time, I gave you an opportunity 

    You set it on fire,

    The ignited flame was revenge and  ashes was confidence 

    It gave the warmth of satisfaction 

    which evaporated my chillness of your loss.

     I heard that surviving great in front of the one who fled us is the charmingest revenge.

    I want most delicious retaliation than that, so

    I took off deep down of my thoughts,

    I found every mine finds a way to reach you.

    Every mine probe for an alliance to unlock your fence of memories,

    I compiled it all, I was astounded how potent my love was...

    I concluded finally, I love you,

    Days, time, a new lifestyle or any god sent he 

    cant make me forget just an inch of feeling about you,

    So I chose the sole way to revenge you is let you go

    you let me go, so am I.

    I decided not to be in love with you even if you are in death bed,

    I don't let my love and care to breathe the air you breathe...

    I assigned a path where we can't happen upon

    Do you think this is not revenge?

    obviously, it is the one

    The coldest grave revenge which couldn't be given by anyone to you.

    I can give you..because once I preferred you over me.

    My future quenched the revenge thirst it
    seems,

    Ask your future...' Is letting me go is revenge?''

    It knows...
    ©kiruthika

  • angels_halo_shines 37w

    Tired

    I understand.
    I am 42, I hadn't planned on getting sick or ill. a chronic immune disease. I am tired. I can't help my fatigue. Wish I could.
    Tired of it thrown up in my face. People treat me like I'm ignorant now. It is nothing I can control.
    I wish I could. I get treated differently by my husband, my mother and many others. I have no friends.
    ~
    It's my husband and I, our anniversary today. And it's nothing special, so don't think that. He has been at the store for an hour and a half. Usually the longest he takes is 45 minutes.
    My intuition, tells me he met Raven up there. Happy anniversary. And I'm supposed to be fine. How is that ? ( My son said the same thing. )
    Bedtime it is. I will ensure I sleep the day away. He can spend the rest of the day alone.
    ©angels_halo_shines419

  • pragya_a_dreamer 39w

    And now
    I don't need
    People
    Who clap
    At my success
    But don't even
    Talk to me
    At my
    Failure...
    ©pragya_a_dreamer

  • merkywrites 40w

    Words left unsaid

    A precursor to a lot of the things I feel are your words
    I understand I'm soft and all...but these things hurt
    I love you...You know that...don't take me for granted
    Most times I feel the care is gone....I feel ignored and doubted

    Ignore it...power through...all these have their limits
    I try really... God in heaven knows I try but someday I'll lose it
    Just be nicer...treat me like I treat you
    Use better words...let it be the way it used to

    I want to be with you but I won't be treated less than I deserve
    Thrown like a puppet...kicked to the curb
    All that isn't for me...I'm worth so much more
    I deserve to be loved....Show me care..I want you to do MORE

    Things will get better....When?
    I'm patient....I hope I'm here ..then
    At the end of the day I'm at fault for keeping it all to myself
    Stacking the pain... gathering the hurt... putting it all on a shelf
    ©merkywrites

  • aplacethatiknow 41w

    Poison Market

    You don't need to look far to find toxins.

    Dripping in your water... Hiding in your furniture.

    Burning your brain...Rotting your gut.

    You pay for it every day, all day.

    Frying your nerves...Weakening your pipes.

    You are an unwilling participant in the poison market.

    Don't you think it's time to get your money back?

    It'll be tedious. But in the end, it'll be worth it.
    ©athenasdescendant

  • shivangisangal 42w

    Kabhi kabhi mere dil mein ye khayal aata h k dil he na hota seene mein toh dard kaha hota jeene mein koi chod bhi jaata iss jamane mein toh hum yu na rote raato mein
    By-shivangisangal

  • serenachapters 44w

    #thoughts #fedup #life #writers #history #meaning #theend #writerstolli #writersnetwork #journey #children #hope

    A mundane world filled with vulgar people, chasing after vanity, wealth and lustful pleasure
    Blindly going down the devil's hole, while soulless and money hungry beings become our idols and goals
    With repeated history and stories from our ancestors, Where are the heroes, warriors and brave saints,
    Only brainwashed martyr on blind faith to the end controlled by one world puppeteers,
    A puppet government with a puppet ruler draining the blood of the weaken poor,
    Who can run will face trails of the blue blood,
    While those who stay, stay doom and their children struggle and slave,
    The children are our future, yet still they are abused, raped and murdered, their unforgiving minds filled with trauma,
    The one's who survive become hellion's or dead faithless vessels, and with a life that's always hard, death seem peaceful and a easy way out,
    But I want to survive and achieve, so I'll push and bury the mental pain,
    But with all these ill- changes, diseases and corruption, I'm no longer saddened by the coming of the Armegeddon

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    A mundane world filled with vulgar people, chasing after vanity, wealth and lustful pleasure
    Blindly going down the devil's hole, while soulless and money hungry beings become our idols and goals
    With repeated history and stories from our ancestors, Where are the heroes, warriors and brave saints,
    Only brainwashed martyr on blind faith to the end controlled by one world puppeteers,
    A puppet government with a puppet ruler draining the blood of the weaken poor,
    Who can run will face trails of the blue blood,
    While those who stay, stay doom and their children struggle and slave,
    The children are our future, yet still they are abused, raped and murdered, their unforgiving minds filled with trauma,
    The one's who survive become hellion's or dead faithless vessels, and with a life that's always hard, death seem peaceful and a easy way out,
    But I want to survive and achieve, so I'll push and bury the mental pain,
    But with all these ill- changes, diseases and corruption, I'm no longer saddened by the coming of the Armegeddon


    ©serenachapters

  • anushreesaxena_ 45w

    Feelings

    There might be things I do not know about
    There are things I don't want to know
    They might be the reason for my sadness
    They are the reason for happiness
    It might not be your wildest imagination
    It is my reality, the person who I am, the reason after my actions
    It might not make sense, but again, from when emotions have started to make sense.
    The feelings have always been a mess, and I don't care if I sound selfish when I say it gives satisfaction when I look around and see that I am not the only messed up.
    There are people just like me, going through crap because even if I wanted to be unique I can't handle being the only one messed up.
    ©anushreesaxena_

  • poornimagowda 46w

    ©Poornima Gowda

  • mrspectacular 46w

    RUN THIS FOR ME

    For so long I have waited for the moment of rapture
    To give me a capture.
    Waited for a real smile to throng my denture
    But it has been such an esture.
    They say you have in your hand, my future;
    Please I plead for a kind gesture,
    Give this issue, a cure.
    Give victory to my side, a lure.
    I know I am but just manure
    But for the time being that I am of the human nature
    Please can my existence not stink like some pile of ordure?
    Why must it look like a wasteland instead of lush pasture?
    Why must it experience so many-an-ugly rupture?
    It is high-time this should be given a suture
    Because it has been no less than a torture.
    It was meant to be a beautiful adventure
    But honestly from where I stand here, it is taking the guise of a wasted venture.

    You did that of others and they were not half as unfortunate,
    The nasty cookie of a hold up none of them ate.
    So why should mine experience such bate?
    Why would you make it belate
    Even to such a late date?
    Don't I deserve to be elate
    If yes, why all these bombshells with a plan to frustrate?
    Look at me, I have been standing so long at this gate
    But somehow the whole vibe to keep up the chase is almost hebetate.
    My mind is at the whole situation, irate
    Because it is damn too late
    To still be on this plate.
    I need to be sate,
    There is just one thing that will assure that state
    And that is when on success's table, I am found situate.

    Please run for me this package
    For indeed, I need a movement to the next page
    Make the accolades throng in a barrage.
    ©mrspectacular

  • anthonyhanible 47w

    So Angry

    I'm on fire
    Upset
    Fed up
    It's always something
    Even when it's nothing
    So Angry
    Punching through walls
    Sitting holding myself trying to keep still
    So Angry
    You can see the steam coming from head
    10 hrs of work
    Just to come home to a problem
    So Angry
    I can't sleep
    ©hanibletheone