Anny Blossom   (Anny Blossom)
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6 FEB 2021 AT 0:20

Heal, my heart,
From the nights you ached,
Tears you cried and smiles you faked.
Heal, my heart,
From the doubt in your every beat,
Forgetting your rhythm, feeling incomplete.
Heal, my heart,
From all the pain,
Someday you'll see t'was not all in vain.
Heal, my soul,
From the childish heart at play,
As the sun sets behind the hill and time stands still, I promise it will all be okay.

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8 SEP 2020 AT 0:25

Is it possible to feel high and low at the same time?
Is it possible to float and drown at the same time?
Is it possible to be transparent and a black silhouette at the same time?
Is it possible to feel wanted and unwanted at the same time?
Is it possible to love and hate at the same time?
Is it possible to heal and hurt at the same time?
All these emotions colliding within, like waves on the rocks; taking a piece everytime, causing craters of doubt whose answers I guess I'll never know...

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24 JUN 2020 AT 0:35

If only you understood...
If only you understood the silence in your loud mind.
If only you understood the courage behind your fears.
If only you understood the clarity in your confusion.
If only you understood your strength in your weakness.
If only you understood all the self love among all the self hate, my love,
You'd know you're unstoppable!
If only you understood...

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9 SEP 2019 AT 23:50

Within four walls,
Among a candlelight she sat,
Suffocating, loathing herself,
Trying to spell her feelings into words.
Her shadow slowly grew before her
Into the demon she now shuddered at,
The demon she called trust, now taunting her to trust again.
He grew stronger with every breath she took.
In no time, the light inside was out cold.
A lonely room that it was, now remained lonely with a lifeless beating heart.

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3 APR 2019 AT 0:44

The times we disagree, now more than we ever agreed,
The times we cry, now more than we ever laughed.
The times we break alone, now more than we ever grew together,
The times we hated, now more than moments we ever loved.
Is it wrong to want to turn back time?
Is it too late to fix each other?
Guess I'll never know...

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22 MAR 2019 AT 11:30

Another day in confinement,
Another night burning out,
Too tired to keep her eyes open,
But sleep was far from doubt.

Voices in her head grew stronger,
The walls had begun to speak,
Every word, sharp as a chisel,
Making her dizzy, calling her a freak.

Nowhere to run, Nowhere to hide,
Sitting in the corner, she cried, she cried.
They said we love you, she knew they lied,
That troubled soul, right there she died...

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12 MAR 2019 AT 23:33

From our silent bed,
To my empty arms;
From our hushed conversations,
To just one pair of feet in the sand;
Through all this, I'll have myself to give,
Through all this, I'll stand, my love,
When you return home to me.

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12 MAR 2019 AT 1:01

She had walked for miles,
The path was unclear,
No one but her shadow for company.
Her body was giving up,
Her chest, pounding with fear,
Her head hung in despair, revealing her feet that bled new scars.
Suddenly she heard laughter,
A crowd in front of her, mocking her wounds, pointing out her insecurities,
The monsters in her head continued tugging on her like a puppeteer on his dummies.
She cried for help, her knees got heavy and hit the ground, sending a jolt up her spine.
Her head quickly leveled with her knees.
Her eyes saw the bloody knife on one side,
And a bleeding wrist on the other.
Her heart stopped.
And oddly she was relieved.

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11 MAR 2019 AT 0:21

Brightly lit city lights,
Like stars in the dark skies,
I stood in awe.
I knew I had lost myself, right there,
Among the million fireflies,
That brightly lit your eyes.

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25 FEB 2019 AT 2:46

It feels new,
It feels different,
To not be able to say I love you,
To not be your good morning or your good night.
It feels small,
It feels incomplete,
My world, without your presence,
Constantly looking at the door for when you come.
Maybe this "different" gives me a reason to stay a little longer, fight a little harder and love a little deeper.

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