I love how people find this terrifying. To me, I like it. It's exactly what's in the picture. When you feel too much pain inside you that it's an empty feeling like a void, you want to scream but your mouth is locked. You cry nonstop where you feel like getting dehydrated or don't cry at all. You are trapped in the abyss, a never ending loop where the dark comforts you.
But yet that darkness keeps you trapped. The darkness hurts you. Most of the times its not physical and it makes you feel Disheartened about everything. But sometimes it gets you to cause injuries to yourself… or something else. You want yo scream yes. It's not anything involving you to cause your mouth to say shut. It’s the darkness. The darkness resorts to keeping you silent for it can grow on you like a parasite… eating you from within. If you don’t notice it from the start it will grow, if you don’t say anything about it… it will grow. Don’t be afraid to call out for help… or eventually it will be too late. Heh… I'm warning you right now because I have the darkness latches on to me for 11 going on 12 years by now, but the darkness can do more. It can numb you like it did to me. Don’t let it grow if you notice it and let others help you. Its not too late for you.
I find it very comforting, as though i would be walking through a limbo after death not hell not heaven just stuck. no happy no sad just stuck nothing good happen's but nothing bad happens just limbo.
You freeze from the paranoia your child imagination has conjured. And your eyes well up with tears from what you think is fear. But it feels soo much more potent than what you have aquainted with yourself enough to call fear, your mother grabbing your shoulders and shouting "boo!" Your leg forgetting that last step existed. But that feeling of your insides scooped out with a spoon, the unwillingness to move, those tears running from your face, that must be the original fear.
this song reminds me of my dad and the illness that he has and i think of how when he dies my best friend dies as well. i love him so very much he is lik e a brother i dont know how much longer he has. just thinking of him and his illness makes me burst up with tears. for all those out there your not alone ❤
*it’s a new nightmare.* You awoke from your slumber, walking down the halls looking at the Victorian style paintings and going downstairs to eat breakfast. Until you notice you’re all alone. Everything is candle lit and there’s nothing living in the house. You walk around your house checking every corner and room, the last room you checked was your parents. You noticed your parents weren’t there. The clothing, phones, money, passports, id’s, pictures and other items were left. You thought your parents left for a trip at first until you notice. *it’s pitch black outiside*, you start to panic and you run around the house hearing scratches all around the walls and inside the walls, ceiling, and floors. You ran into your room to see a tall skinny woman with a soft red tint on her face. “Come here, my child” she said in a distorted voice. “no!” You shouted as she started coming closer. You started running around again until you hear sobs. You try not to turn around but you drop onto your knees. Sobbing louder and louder with your hands to your face. You miss everyone.. you miss the *lively feeling* “ *you..* “ your mother said as you woke up in cold sweat and tears falling down your face. You stand up and hug your mother until you notice. *you don’t have a mother. It was that lady.*
It's gutteral. But it's glorious. It describes the indepth of pain, suffering, and torture. Absolute horror. Pain. Things even I can't describe. I'd need to google damn words that describe mourning, grief, turmoil, broken heart syndrome, family disorder, and other things. This. THIS. is life.
I paused the current song. I am a Turk and my name is Buğra. I'm writing in fucking translation because I don't trust my English and I also study languages, damn it. Anyway. I stopped it at 0.45 and at the 1st minute I will completely abandon myself to the rope. My house is on the attic and the view from my balcony overlooks the cemetery. Isn't it the perfect death for a college student, guys? I thought so, too. It's a little scary and dark. It's 2:19 a.m. now and I'm not feeling the chills. Because I know I will perish and never come. I don't have a loved one, I don't want to be loved, I don't want to be loved, I don't want to love, I don't want anything, my brothers. Take care of yourselves. farewell..
When will it be enough? You asked me When I no longer have a voice to scream. When I no longer have legs to hold me upright. When I no longer have blood to be pumped. Only then will it be enough.
При прослушивании этой мелодии, вспоминается произведение"Капитанская дочка".Как Пугачёв обезглавил всю семью Мироновых,и только 17-летняя дочь,осталась жить с надеждой на то,что её защитит её возлюбленный ...
The dude standing with the blankness of a lack of emotion and the piercing feeling of a 1000 yard stare, staring at Voorhees so hard he can't fucking approach him.
Я рисовала Найтмера и на рисунке так же была его предыстория. Я писала её под эту музыку и был чувство что я чувствую те эмоции которые испытывал Найтмер тогда. До инцидента. (Найтмер санс из underverse)
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I love how people find this terrifying. To me, I like it. It's exactly what's in the picture. When you feel too much pain inside you that it's an empty feeling like a void, you want to scream but your mouth is locked. You cry nonstop where you feel like getting dehydrated or don't cry at all. You are trapped in the abyss, a never ending loop where the dark comforts you.
I have no mouth, and I must scream.
But yet that darkness keeps you trapped. The darkness hurts you. Most of the times its not physical and it makes you feel Disheartened about everything. But sometimes it gets you to cause injuries to yourself… or something else. You want yo scream yes. It's not anything involving you to cause your mouth to say shut. It’s the darkness. The darkness resorts to keeping you silent for it can grow on you like a parasite… eating you from within. If you don’t notice it from the start it will grow, if you don’t say anything about it… it will grow. Don’t be afraid to call out for help… or eventually it will be too late. Heh… I'm warning you right now because I have the darkness latches on to me for 11 going on 12 years by now, but the darkness can do more. It can numb you like it did to me. Don’t let it grow if you notice it and let others help you. Its not too late for you.
man is speaking only facts🔥
you should also check out "cry of fear kill myself" its a comforting song
@@unix6457 that's really sad fr, even the book is horrible.
ok this is enough for slowed and reverb songs 💀
How the deepest points of the ocean sounds like..
this is terrifying
Fr
in a beautiful way.
in a cool way though, i absolutely love it tbh
I find it very comforting, as though i would be walking through a limbo after death not hell not heaven just stuck. no happy no sad just stuck nothing good happen's but nothing bad happens just limbo.
@@ichbindavid5578 or just pure non existence until something happens
You freeze from the paranoia your child imagination has conjured. And your eyes well up with tears from what you think is fear. But it feels soo much more potent than what you have aquainted with yourself enough to call fear, your mother grabbing your shoulders and shouting "boo!" Your leg forgetting that last step existed. But that feeling of your insides scooped out with a spoon, the unwillingness to move, those tears running from your face, that must be the original fear.
this song reminds me of my dad and the illness that he has and i think of how when he dies my best friend dies as well. i love him so very much he is lik e a brother i dont know how much longer he has. just thinking of him and his illness makes me burst up with tears. for all those out there your not alone ❤
i’m so sorry, my heart goes out to you and your father. you’re both very strong ❤️
I feel like this is a music that i would hear in Everywhere at the end of time
*it’s a new nightmare.*
You awoke from your slumber, walking down the halls looking at the Victorian style paintings and going downstairs to eat breakfast. Until you notice you’re all alone. Everything is candle lit and there’s nothing living in the house. You walk around your house checking every corner and room, the last room you checked was your parents. You noticed your parents weren’t there. The clothing, phones, money, passports, id’s, pictures and other items were left. You thought your parents left for a trip at first until you notice. *it’s pitch black outiside*, you start to panic and you run around the house hearing scratches all around the walls and inside the walls, ceiling, and floors. You ran into your room to see a tall skinny woman with a soft red tint on her face. “Come here, my child” she said in a distorted voice. “no!” You shouted as she started coming closer. You started running around again until you hear sobs. You try not to turn around but you drop onto your knees. Sobbing louder and louder with your hands to your face. You miss everyone.. you miss the *lively feeling*
“ *you..* “ your mother said as you woke up in cold sweat and tears falling down your face. You stand up and hug your mother until you notice. *you don’t have a mother. It was that lady.*
So... was I adopted or did my mother die and that was her ghost? Or did I come out of a lab-
this song brings me unexplainable pain
the class is silent and all of a sudden you hear this from your stomach 💀💀
Fr, my stomach proceeds to embarrass me in front of everyone and make the most gargantuan noises ever.
It’s not a matter of how much I can take. It’s a matter of when can’t I take it anymore?
I feel that moment approaching in the distance.
Wow, this is Beautiful.
I am listening to this while working out right now, in a barely lit gym alone.
new sesh tune for me and the voices
Beautiful
Это нагнетает
this is now terrifying and sad. idk whether to love it or cry
Both
@@PikSmores good idea
It's gutteral. But it's glorious. It describes the indepth of pain, suffering, and torture. Absolute horror. Pain. Things even I can't describe. I'd need to google damn words that describe mourning, grief, turmoil, broken heart syndrome, family disorder, and other things. This. THIS. is life.
I never knew how pain could twist people into monsters until this time last year, when I nearly became one myself.
me rn as a feeling
This is perfect 😢❤️❤️
Me when I leave my house at 3 am:
me on sunday night
Me every night for the past few years ( I'm fucking dead inside )
Beauty
POV : the voices are signing for you ( real {i dont have theme } )
Now this is some christian music
Well uh💀
👀
Background music for the appearance of biblically accurate angles
мне нужно больше "i need more"
This is a bop
I’m sorry but when I first heard this I couldn’t stop laughing bc I didn’t expect it to drop that deep😭😭😭
But nobody came
Détermination
Послушайте в 0,25....вот это реально страшно....
Random person:wow! He must be doing good in life!
Me on the other hand:
İf humanity got one thing right, it was music
So true
الصوت اسمعه من اعماقي
I paused the current song. I am a Turk and my name is Buğra. I'm writing in fucking translation because I don't trust my English and I also study languages, damn it. Anyway. I stopped it at 0.45 and at the 1st minute I will completely abandon myself to the rope. My house is on the attic and the view from my balcony overlooks the cemetery. Isn't it the perfect death for a college student, guys? I thought so, too. It's a little scary and dark. It's 2:19 a.m. now and I'm not feeling the chills. Because I know I will perish and never come. I don't have a loved one, I don't want to be loved, I don't want to be loved, I don't want to love, I don't want anything, my brothers. Take care of yourselves. farewell..
Забавно. Верёвкой задушить горе
This is terrifying 😟 it makes me feel good tho😀
S L O W E R
When will it be enough? You asked me
When I no longer have a voice to scream. When I no longer have legs to hold me upright. When I no longer have blood to be pumped.
Only then will it be enough.
Он не знает нужна ли я ему , или нет . Но он нужен .
Damn I’m the 666th like, goodbye people
1.75 fits
Wehn Nihgtmares create a song👌🏿
При прослушивании этой мелодии, вспоминается произведение"Капитанская дочка".Как Пугачёв обезглавил всю семью Мироновых,и только 17-летняя дочь,осталась жить с надеждой на то,что её защитит её возлюбленный ...
Как грустно
loneliness hurts like shit sorry for my vocabulary but it's true:(
Someone put this song in a Jason Vorhees or Michael Myers movie💀💀
The dude standing with the blankness of a lack of emotion and the piercing feeling of a 1000 yard stare, staring at Voorhees so hard he can't fucking approach him.
x2
Miusic hell 💀💀💀
Damn
Я рисовала Найтмера и на рисунке так же была его предыстория. Я писала её под эту музыку и был чувство что я чувствую те эмоции которые испытывал Найтмер тогда. До инцидента.
(Найтмер санс из underverse)
My farts:
Yaman is coming
this is scary as f
What is he hugging?
He is not hugging, he's holding....
whatever is left of his emotions and will.
I'm definitely hearing a sound that came from hell
Просто послушайте это в 0, 25...