The Screech in the Night

Sarmad, 20,Pakistani.A restless soul that just needs the proper stimulus to set itself free. Tend to overthink things. Craves peace of mind. Also, a movie addict.
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"But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning."

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Kis say mahrumi kismat ki shikayat ki-ji-yaa.
Hum nay chaha tha kay mar jaain so woh bhi na hua.

Translation:
To whom, alas, shall I complain if luck with me does not abide?
“O, give me death” was all I sought, that blessing too I was denied.

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"No one warns you about the amount of mourning in growth."

- Té V. Smith Shut Up In My Bones (via satyanaas)

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"expect sadness
like
you expect rain.
both,
cleanse you."

- natural, nayyirah waheed (via lipstick-bullet)

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"Blood is not the only sign that someone’s in pain."

- “10 Word Poem" series - #78 (via lettersto-savemyself)

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"The remembrance of death kills the desires of the self"

-

Imam al-Sadiq (a)

Bihar Al-Anwar, V. 6, P. 133, No. 32

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