Shrishti Singh Rajput

Chote saher se the, Bade sapne dekhne ki aadat hi thi Phir ek din ghar se dur bade saher aagye sapne pure karne Aur phir is bade saher ne hume hi itna chota kar diya ki sapne kaha chote hote hote, Kahi kho hi gaye is badi duniya me ki pata hi nahi chala! Ab na hum chote saher ke rahe, Na bade saher ne aapna banaya Na bade sapne bache na chote sapne me sukoon payi! Bas bechain kahi kuch khoye hai Aage ka kuch pata nahi!🖤 ~Shrishtisinghrajput✨

A soul so lost in sadness, A heart that's broken, shattered glass. A mind that's filled with emptiness, A life that's lost its purpose and grace. No love to hold, no light to guide, No one to talk, no one to confide. A lonely road that I must face, With thoughts of hate and self-disgrace. I hate the way I feel inside, The pain and hurt I cannot hide. The emptiness that never goes away, The fear that I will never love again someday. I try to fill the void with noise, But nothing seems to cure the joyless voids. I wish I could just make it go, This sadness that I just can't seem to outgrow. But still I hold on to the hope, That someday I will find a way to cope. To heal my heart, to find my way, And love again, come what may. Until then, I'll keep searching, For a way to find the love I'm yearning. And though I hate the way I feel, I know that one day, I will heal. ~Shrishtisinghrajput✨

Maybe yesterday or today had hit the ground and didn't go as planned, but still, I believe that something will happen tomorrow to make it better.  I'll bounce back. It doesn't matter how high I could reach, what's more important is that I still got the chance to move higher than where I was yesterday. And if I didn't get the chance to bounce back even an inch tomorrow, might as well use it to cry out a little more, or just let the day suck because I know that it doesn't mean I'm slacking or my days won't shift back to lighter path. I know that it's much easier to say that everything will be alright. Sometimes we don't believe it too and say “I can't stand this anymore. I'll just give up.”, but every breath we take, every rest we manage to get, every tear we pour out, or a rant we let out is really worth it. Even if it's not visible or hardly recognized because of the gloominess around, stars will be there to light our path...

Up by 4am... I never was much of a morning person. But times have changed so much... Some days, I am still not, but still, I rise By 6 o'clock. The years have since passed since depression Would keep me bed ridden. Gone are the times, where sadness, riddled me to my core. Replaced with the days, where I look forward to the rising of the sun... And I haven't been awake all night to greet its presence. Times have changed. Sleep, now comes easily. Nightmares, replaced with a sleep so deep I barely remember a dream. And the tears... Well, they barely fall; if, at all.  Times have changed.  It has become effortless to smile, & not have to fake it. It has become second nature to assert boundaries, & not feel the need to explain why they are there. I no longer feel guilty for feeling happy. I no longer wait for the bad; when everything is going good. I no longer best myself up, when I make a mistake. I no longer live in fear, & it's a breath of fresh air. T...

Things i unlearnt and learnt as i grew up: 1. it's okay to have an opinion on things. you aren't the person you were 10 years ago. even if you are afraid, it's okay to want to change and express yourself without feeling that you are a bother or an inconvenience. you can tell your friends that you don't like to go to clubs every Friday, you can decide which restaurant you want to try, you can ask them to change something if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell them to respect your boundaries if they overstep. you are allowed not to be nice to the family members who are always mocking you, you can be a part of planning a trip rather than just saying "oh, anything's fine". people aren't adjusting to your needs. you are just finding balance and being involved the way it suits you. 2. it's okay to forgive someone and still cut off their access to you. you don't have to answer their unnecessary questions or make them understand why you do...

"When you are in a very difficult situation, and it’s extremely easier not to say something, or to change the story just a tiny bit at that moment, which is considered a white lie, I don't believe that's a good idea or actually workout! It’s scary, to tell the truth, but it’s worth 100 times rather than taking a shade of lies! Mostly, it is an illusion of the mind that “what would be the consequences if I speak the truth in front of society”!  Don’t be afraid to speak the truth, and take a stand for the justice of what is true. And if you really want to choose to be afraid, then be afraid of only the right things! And the right thing you should be afraid of is not to speak what is the truth, specifically against the corrupt system of pathological government, that pathologies the States & Societies! And if enough people pathologies the system of the republic, then that's the pure hell of democracy!   Don’t underestimate the power of truth! If...

I find myself staring into the abyss, thinking of how am I really doing. I tell people that I am well, that I am not stressed and not having anxiety attacks. Maybe I'm just indenial. I don't know. I know that I lost my spark— my sunshine. It's not that I don't give energy to people these days because I don't get the same energy in return, it's just because I don't have thee energy to do so. I don't have the energy to greet my friends, to message them, and to ask how they are doing anymore. It's not that I chose to be in detox from social media, but because I'm drained to scroll, to type and to open messages. It's not that I decided to go back to journaling, but because I'm trying to find my rainbow particles. I tried reading. I tried writing. I tried journaling. But none of them makes me feel alive for a day or two. I know I need to rest. I know I'm not well. I know I just hide the fact and camouflage everything with a smi...