Daniel Mars

@voidwithverses "To love in such silence is to keep a candle burning in a room with no windows; the light is only for the memory of you, and the shadows are my only witness."

@voidwithverses I just wanted to say your account feels less like a page and more like a place and I keep finding my way back to it. Thank you for sharing with all of us 🌹

“The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

#Poetry #DarkPoetry #MidnightThoughts #HumanCondition #ThereIsNoLightHere #BrokenSouls #Existential #DarkPoetry #Silence

Why are wounded people so easy for darkness to consume? Answer :

@anxietymsgs The hardest truth I’ve learned is that no matter how loudly you love someone, you cannot make them choose you. Some hearts become homes. Others become ruins you keep revisiting alone. 💔

What is the hardest truth you've learned?

@anxietymsgs “I chose you.” Because love is easy to say, but these are the words that survive reality.

What are three words better than ‘I love you’?

@2lastvibes If my heart were a place, it would be an old bookstore after the rain quiet, dimly lit, filled with stories no one finished reading. The kind of place people enter out of curiosity, but leave carrying pieces of themselves they cannot explain. I like to believe it how I see me.

if your heart was a place, what would it be? an antique shop? a book sale? a department store? a quiet park? a flower shop? a messy bedroom? a dimly lit attic? a garden? an abandoned apartment? a restaurant shut down for a dinner for two? an empty street? a crowded room?

@b_ziiii “And some souls meet at the right time, yet life is cruel enough to make them strangers anyway. Not every love story dies from lack of love; some are simply buried alive by timing, distance, and the unbearable weight of becoming.”

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.

“We miss them not because the pain was beautiful, but because the heart is foolish enough to place flowers on graves and still call it love.” #Poetry

@Lovandfear Because the heart does not separate the wound from the hand that gave it. Sometimes we do not miss the pain, we miss the moments between it the warmth.

Why do people miss someone who hurt them?

@Lovandfear “And I miss her loud enough to shake the walls of my chest, yet I love her enough to let the silence carry it instead. Because some names are too sacred to disturb, so we bury them beneath quiet and call it strength.”

“i miss her. And I'm telling her with all the silence I am capable of.” — Charles Bukowski

@anxietymsgs Yes

Is your profile picture actually you?

The truth is, love was never meant for perfect people. It was made for the wounded, the difficult, the silent storms inside us. For the ones who grow angry from pain, quiet from exhaustion, and cruel with words they regret in the dark. Yet somehow, there are souls who look at all that ruin and still choose to stay. Not because we are easy to hold, but because their love is stronger than our breaking. May we all find someone who sees the war inside us and still calls us home.

The truth is: We’re not easy to love. We sometimes get too angry, too quiet. Or say things we don’t mean. But with all that, still, some people decide to stay and love us with all our moods. May we all find someone who decides to love us even when we are unlovable.

The world quietly moves on from unfinished dreams. Books never written. Calls never made. Feelings never confessed. Lives half-lived out of fear. One day, your life will become a story told in past tense. The harsh part is this: One day, the world will continue without asking where you went.

Hit me with a harsh reality truth.

@voidwithverses “Death doesn’t scare the ones who’ve already learned to live like fire in passing wind. It only proves that every breath was borrowed, every moment a defiance. So I won’t just live a little. I’ll burn what’s left of time until it remembers my name.”

Your death will come on an ordinary day, in the middle of unfinished plans, and the world will continue on without you. So live a little.

"We write to survive the parts of life that silence could not carry." "We write so the soul can bleed without dying." "We write to leave fingerprints on time." 'We write because some wounds refuse to stay unnamed." "We write to give our ghosts a voice." "We write so memory does not rot in silence." #Poetry #WritersCommunity

FAAAAAK

“I still talk to you in my head, as if some part of me refuses to learn you’re gone. Sometimes, I swear the silence answers back. And the saddest part isn’t that you left, it’s that everything in me still acts like you’re coming back.”

“𝘉𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵; 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶!, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.”

@voidwithverses This was my last one.

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@justfeelthought “soft wind weaving through quiet trees, like the earth breathing in peace. gentle wind moving the trees, a quiet reminder that even silence has a voice.”