Painful heart

This is for you who thinks you’re not worth it — but you are. Here’s to all of your blank nights, blank days and blank souls. Cheers! Let’s drink to all your sadness. All your lonely days, and your lonely nights. Let’s drink to all your misery; let’s drink to all our misery — all at once, all at the same time. Every time you think you’re alone, you’re not. I’m here with you, we’re here with you. Embrace the sadness, embrace the dark. There’s no light, there’s no happy ending. It’s just you and me; it’s just you and the rest of the world. Everybody is sad, there’s always something missing. Happiness is just around the corner, but you keep reminding me of what sadness feels like.

Excitement and fear

Have you ever noticed how fear stops us from doing things we wanna do? How often excitement gets lost in the middle of meaningless mind traps? When we finally achieve something and are able to see things through, all we once feared turns into something simple. There are a lot of creative people in the world, but most of them are completely paralyzed by fear. I was one of them. Actually, I still fear a lot of things. Lately, I’ve been trying to let excitement rule my life. I’ve seen some changes, which is great. But I know I have a long way ahead of me. Like myself, there are a lot of talented people who should let go of their fears and start creating and innovating. Write about whatever you want. Feel free. If you’d like to sing, take singing classes. Don’t work with something dull just because you need money. Chase your dreams. Do whatever makes you feel alive. Here’s a quote I really love that applies perfectly to what I’m writing. 

“Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.” – Steve Jobs

Things left unsaid

Stomach twitching, sweat and adrenaline rush. Basic symptoms we feel when we want to say something, but can’t. When we’re so close, yet so far. Morality is a pain sometimes. This is why we have songs, movies, books and blogs – to find some kind of relief. The best artists are the ones who created something from the things they’ve left unsaid. Desire, anger, disappointment, passion, heartbreak, platonic love, etc. These are the best unsaid feelings one could have in order to create something beautiful, something that will touch the hearts of thousands of people. My question is, why do we leave so many things unsaid? Morality is one of the reasons, but what else? Why do I keep all of this to myself? Why do we say “hi!” when we want to say “I’m crazy for you!”? Why do we smile when we want to cry? Why do we say goodbye to someone we want to stay? And why, oh why, do we have to deprive ourselves from happiness just to make other people happy? Morality and commitment, perhaps. I guess I will have to add this to the pile of unanswered questions about all the unsaid things.