Dark Piano - Mind
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“Careful when you’re mind falls too deep into thought, for you’ll never be able to undo you’re actions when you’re done.”
That orphanage was just the beginning
Your :(
The mind is a contradiction. Sometimes a haven, sometimes a prison.
That varies accordingly to your perception
And sometimes.. it's nothing. With nothing but the silence of the void, accompanied only by yourself.
Sadly, the mind is nothing but a playground of the loner.
Mine is nothing but a void filled inner conflict and silence
@@jakelawrence6618 silence cannot last forever in a place of conflict. Solve that yourself or your mind will do it in its own way and I assure you its not fun that way.
_Filled with voices,_
*Filled with uneasy.*
_Filled with unknown,_
*Filled with nothing.*
_Filled with darkness,_
*Filled with your voice.*
And filled with your genius.
You need to be filled with the Holy Ghost !
🔥{Acts 13:52}🔥KJV
And the disciples were filled with joy, and with the Holy Ghost.
Even on someone's brightest days. There mind could be holding the darkest of secrets imaginable.
I left the stove on.
@@danthewaterman_ good one
i shit without wiping
@@mik6837 Ah, you must be the Devil's friend. The shitter.
@@mik6837 I'm judging you for that. That's gross. I sure hope you have a Dubai (if that is what they're called. The toilet still water squirter
When you know deep down you are empty, but continue to act like everything is normal. Deep down, there is nothing but darkness in your heart and there is a hole so big in your heart nothing could fix it. As time passes, the person that you use to be slowly fads away as mentally and spiritually you become numb to all the pain and violence around you.
Love it closely relates to where I'm standing now
Cringe ms *SS!!
Yeah sometimes i feel like this
so quickly, I lost.
like frost under the sun, I vanish
punished, am I?
maybe I deserved it.
For losing my heart inside my chest
A test, that I failed
Impaled, my soul Is.
Bliss, the one I'll never find.
My Mind, aimlessly wandering
or maybe pondering my existence,
My persistence in destroying myself,
Myself, who so carefully displaced,
Intentionally misplaced my own soul.
A piece, Invisible, divisible.
a piece, unrequited, undivided.
A piece of me, wandering
A piece of me, so quickly,
I lost
:
I'm lost for words very deep I learn as I go but our thoughts are our and shouldnt be judge by them other we are to encourage each other's and life and death are every day I wakeup my state of mindful and breathe out and in 3x3= 6 it feels gud not to be alone
Stop using your heart. Be an asshole and break hearts
is this a poem of yours?
*This is beautiful sobs*
This is gorgeous! I can't wait to see the comments of people writing their own little stories on this wonderful masterpiece
Patience...
Dreams are a sign of how much our brain hates this reality...
@@Zzyberr *me panicking on how much I dream*
2:37
The boy contemplates his existence,
His thoughts going through every instance,
He has moments of laughter here and there,
But depression reminds him of his despair,
His mind is clouded by a relentless fog,
He has been navigating it for so long,
His understanding of everything is unclear,
So he decides to take a look in the mirror,
In the reflection he sees a skeleton,
It stares back at him with no expression,
He is able to feel its pain and suffering,
It almost seems like the skeleton is living,
It appears so hollow and empty inside,
He then realizes he had already died…
…in his *mind*
I overthink everything, even my feelings. Sometimes I wonder if my feelings are real or I just make myself feel them to feel complete
Same here.
same
YES EVEN YOU DONT DO IT IT HAPPENS INSIDE
IT EATS THE INSIDE
I’m awake, or am I? I can’t tell..sat in this room made of nothing but emptiness, alone with my mind. The darkness feels like an eternal void, sucking all glimmers of light. It’s impossible to see where I am and if there is anyone or anything else that sits with me. I hear voices, are they real? Murmured whispers surrounding me. I call out, but receive no reply. I’m alone. Just me and my mind.
Bro do u get hallucinations or something?
idk is this a quote from somewhere or you just wrote this lmao
Same
creations lmao
"Your thoughts are seeds that you plant."
Dreams are a sign of how much the brain hates this reality...
I'm scared to harvest the results
What is frightening to me is the realization that all the dark thoughts seemingly distant in my head are also part of me.
It's so comforting to know that there are more people stuck in their own personal hell, just like I am. Dark music comforts people. For me, it feels as if I'm sitting alone in the rain, on the edge of a cliff, a blanket draped around my shoulders, just waiting to see what happens next.
For me...your head... Is an unfathomable art...❤️🔥
I love this piece, it has such an aura.
You know I like to listen to your music when it’s raining I think that’s why I’m drawn the songs with a rainy background noise
So dark, lugubrus, atmospheric...AWESOME.
Your mind may seem... joyful to the public eye, but through the deepest depths reveals the deepest darkest pit of hell your mind is in, inescapable. It made habit there. Used to it. Adapted. You are one with the Overwhelming, Stressed, Anxious, Hatred, Overclinginess, & the dark duo: Depression & Suicide.
"You can't do this!" She yelled tears threatening to drop.
"I'm sorry love" he paused closing his eyes in fear they would betray him. He hated seeing her like this. " but if I cant have you no one can" he sighed cocking his gun.
"Please no I'm sorry I'm yours I swear I would never betray you" she cried falling to her knees her hair sticking to her forehead.
"But you already have love" he cocked his gun,closing his eyes as he shot. The loud thump of her body hitting the concrete floor. He slowly withdrew his eyes open, slowly coming towards her body. Her hair covering her now pale face legs crossed blood running down from the shot wound. He placed his hand on the place he shot. Her heart.
A single tear ran down his cheek as her blood smothered in his hands. Bringing her head towards his lap he stared at her.
"You betrayed me."he whispered.
"You tricked me!" He yelled.
"You pretended to love me!" He clenched his jaw as his eyes burnt with tears.
" you threw me away! You replaced me! You said I was special! Now I look from afar I see all the fake acts of love,all the gullible acts all the lies and for that I will hate you forever" he spoke the last part softly. He threw her limp body on the floor getting up from his knees he walked away from the aisle from her from the memories.
"After what betrayal did you cut out your heart I wonder?"
"You offered me your heart and took two hearts with you now I'm standing heartless near you with a dark hole. It was only ever yours to bury." He whispered.
Now I'm left with one weapon, the most dangerous one of all, the one only my heart could balance out.
My mind...........
This is beautiful!
@@SkylerDemness thank you my wattpad is my user if you want to see my work🙂✌
@@zainabamar9074 I'd love to, thanks, I'll check you up!
Wow this is so beautiful and so heart felt! I love it so much! If you ever made a book I would most definitely read it!!
@@graciebear2412 I do have a book it's on wattpad my name us my userrr
i love your pieces lucas🔥
No
@@nadiemepregunto4095 yes
@@nadiemepregunto4095 yes
@@yungjay937 i think he is talking about the piano piece "NO" by lucas
our mind is the junction of feeling and reason
we give you the freedom to judge what is real and what is not
and it's dangerous
because sometimes such true emotions also become the most liars
he gives relief
we stick to something just to have a reason that we're alive
if only satisfying the mind is the answer
do we control it or does it control us?
because she who listens to us if nobody is listening
if the world is difficult, she is your shelter
I tell you
never tell her your secrets because even if she gives you peace, she is your worst enemy
I know there are voices inside and it terrifies you
but never how to listen, they tell lies
Beautiful is all i can say about this poem
This is amazing!!! 💕💕
@Betah is this poem yours?
@@TheMskerlan No, it's a Brazilian song
Boa
Terribly tragic,
Frantic, I am.
I am truly lost, a thought, I forgot.
What was it bothering me?
I left something somewhere,
but not here, or maybe not real.
I remember, Washing my hands moments ago.
Oh no, Where have I been? All I see is red on my clothes, is this blood?
not mine for I am not wounded.
Dumbfounded. What was it this time my mind has brought to now.
Something terribly tragic, but I am no longer Frantic.
Rough creation while listening.
somehow i felt in love with this... not sure...
do u write often? sounds relly good to me. thanks for sharing
@@hedgehogshill3522 I don't write often though, but thank you. :>
Beautiful! 🎹🎶This was relaxing music while I was at the art table last night. Luv it .
I always make sure people around me get to know your work, because its simply amazing
excelente melodia
The song is slow, deep toned and kept mostly simple, atleast at the start. I believe that this is supposed to represent the period of time in our lives where we question our purpose, our existence. The time when we are confused and seemingly know nothing, and as such resort to questioning the existence of everyone around us. The middle part is the time we spend looking for an answer, the high notes representing our hope of finding a good one. However, as more and more time passes, and nothing is found, this optimism graudally returs into depression, which can be seen in the way the piano gets progressively deeper sounding, becoming darker in tone. And in your final moments, when your mind is stuck inside an immovable vessel, incapable of communication or movement, that you come to the morbid realization that you wasted your life on finding the answer for it.
Depressingly true. However, one could also perceive it not as a waste of life, but instead a valiant effort to find an answer to the most essential question ever known.
The truth about being a complete genius?
You know things..... No man should ever know........
Ah yes, I can already feel my mind becoming a poet.
@Deluzion87 I'm something of a green goblin fan myself.
Oh my god please do a synthesia or sheet music please!! This is so good.
Feel like you are in the room playing some expressions.
Thanks for sharing.
Beautiful...music for the dark mind with no heart, wondering when time runs out......
For every breath we take, it a breath closer to death. For every day we live , it a day less till we reach our last. Make of it what you will , death is the only thing that truly stays, and will remain till the end of time.
Lucas King LOVE YOUR MUSIC ❤️
When living alone, there's nothing worse than being trapped in your own mind
I think otherwise, as an introvert
What kind of mind makes such beautiful, haunting, majestic music from the ruins of a pandemic stricken world held hostage by an uncontrollable entity? I suppose one similar to my own. Again, exquisite!
"No great mind has existed without a touch of madness"
When you’re alone with nothing but the chatter in the skull
My mind slips,like light into darkness,as the ever marching beast of time leaves scars in the hearts of those in it's wake,abandoning those who fail to keep pace,and abandoning them forever,as my mind slips away,time passes me by,with no indication of what lays ahead,and leaves me with the past,but as time moves on,my mind fades with it,and with my mind,my past begins to vanish,until their is nothing,an empty void,cold and abandoned,forgotten,cast aside,like all those who stood in times way,and like all those,who were left behind.i feel my grasp slipping,my body aching my mind numbing,with nothing but me and my vanishing thoughts,to pass the time,untill the day time passes me,and i step into my steep grave,knowing time,is forever,lost.
My brain just went on auto pilot and i wrote what came to mind,just something about this music
The amount of pain and agony that runs through one persons mind is different in every person, you can’t ask someone how they are Bc they will not truly tell you what they feel, the anxiety of another persons judgement or worse they spread what they hear is insanity, mostly the reason why people keep to themselves about their issues, scary as it is we all have our backstories and our constant pain, but we push forward for the ones whom we love, yet the pain in our minds stays with us for all time
I was with her. My mind, racing, about how or when I got to this point. She, looking at me with the sparkle in her eyes, whispered quietly "I still love you.". The sound of the blade, hitting the surface, like a prison I have created in my own head, holding me hostage. Making me remember the exact time, date, sound and feeling I have experienced that night. Like a nightmare, I keep waking up to her face, I keep wishing. But she isnt here. She is a creation, a spirit of evil and wrong. I, a lost soul, Have nowhere to go, but back to confronting my own mind. Back, to my prison cell, back to my home. Once again.
This a gorgeous piece of art, it speaks to me, Even the background speaks to me. I'm ready to accept my darkness.
The darkest place to be is in your own mind.
I'd love to wander around in your mind while you sleep and see what dreams make the music you create.💖💖💖🎼🎵🎵🎶🎹🎹🎼🎵
Omg I wish you lived loser to Idaho so I can shake your hand or give you a hug and thank you for all of your gorgeous work bud. Thank you
Yay a new song
“ Words are beautiful but actions are supreme” this is jus like that!!!!
Thats so beautiful
Highlight of the day. 🎶♥️
When youre alone and with yourself, sitting on a quiet space, oh what could you be thinking, must be a daydream, remembering the beauty you wish you knew all your life.
Lucas King. You are amazing. Deep. Real. Exceptional.
Entering a holy place, listening to the gongs in the beginning. The pianist goes on to spill his/her distress slowly, an unknown distress, a mish-mash of sorrows from his/her life.
After all these sorrowful years, s/he sees a bliss. He becomes hopeful. S/he is teary facing-up the ceiling, trying hard to contain pours, s/he goes on to play dark and darker notes.
Very good.
It wasn't always like this for me:
I still have visions of me being happy
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But it's all in black and white .
I’m so tired of being tormented by this suicidal depression.
Patient man
Life is like a black.white piano
dark days will vanish and good days will come
You and we are warriors
@@oxymiron_jr1 thanks man, appreciate it ❤️
@ABIJIT SINGH noted, thank you for the suggestion.
Beautiful
Incredible as always. Got the best piano here. I’d say you’re better than Beethoven 👏🏻. Please reply to this comment. Honest to god you’re wonderful and amazing and I love all your songs.
Excellent sounds amazing 💯💯💯💯💯🙏
Nothing better than topping a psychotic episode with Lucas King for a coping skill
Donut go brrr
esto?
ESTO ES ARTE CHAU
Best pianist ever
Its creepy but i love it
"Human mind is beautifull,because he can imagin everyting and do."
"Human mind is scary one,because he can imagine everything and do."
Do you truly know yourself?
Acknowledgment or acceptance?
Man, here we go again. I'll be thinking about this all night.
Your own mind is your greatest foe
I don’t know if your piano has a mute bar on it like mine because they aren’t that common but this sounds a lot like my piano when I put the mute bar down and I love it👍🏻
A escucharlo, una y otra vez
Your mind is a battlefield be it's commander not it's soldier
War is peace, freedom is slavery, ignorance is strength.
Ok George Orwell
I truly agree...
Me encanta siempre escucharte
splendid.
Very swag sound
The faceless creature crept closer, its head turning to inhuman degrees. It dug its needle-like claws into my face and I swear I could hear it laughing. I clawed at its spindly arms, trying to get it off of me. Despite its sickly appearance, it held on with fierce strength. After a while of struggling, I managed to get it to let go of me. I got up onto the desk to avoid it.
As soon as I did so, the nurse came in to give me my medication.
A turtle approves of Mind
Lol my man the legendary troll.
i am lost in my mind I have my own thoughts my own world in my head cuz I hate the reality siting in my room alone I need help from someone but there is no answer
What kind of help you need ?
I can feel the edge
_THE FEAR GAME_
One day in heaven The Morning Star Lucifer calls to Azrael The Angel of Death and says let’s play a game. I’m fond of calling this game the fear game and it’s quite a bit of fun he says. Here’s how it works...you feel me and I feel you, if I go first it is my objective to try my hardest to startle you dear Azrael and so it is the same for you. If I ever yearn to stop it will be your turn, if I scare you then I win and we must play again. Ahhh says Azrael then to have a turn would mean outlasting your attempts until I can point out when you tire in the slightest. Delighted by this challenge Azrael praises Lucifer and adds that not having a time limit is also helpful for patience and also comments about how Michael would have been a very amusing experience if he had come along. I warn you Azrael says Lucifer I dare say if it is you who goes first you might as well let me take my turn. They both smile at each other mischievously and begin to play for quite a long time. (Foreshadowing)
c e loko tio, sonzera demais
Genious
i think this music is perfect for a horror indie game, in my opinion.
much luv luCas... i luv this JOINT & listen everyday
Within the mind there is a battlefield.
Son muy buenas canciones
THE BEST
Now that’s what you call mind control
Escucho esta música cuando estoy estudiando, analizando escenas o inspeccionando restos óseos.
It's dark in my mind it's quite peaceful though sometimes in school when I sleep I go there and I talk to someone but it's dark so i cant see who it is I'm talking to even without sleeping it's always easy to escape there i get lost in there sometimes with certain memories just posting to see if anyone has the same thing just wondering
There is only One King...
,,More interesting than thinking would be to know why we think what we think."
11:11 pm
Yea this seems about right
No one knows. It's a secret, so don't tell anyone.
The mother will die soon. The love will disapper.
In the last moments of my life, I'll be alone. I have no doubt.
I'm a bad person, they love me. But you hate me.
You know what? I don't want to watch you diying, I'll go before you do.
For this reason I've decided to make you hate me; because I love you all.
Love is the weakness point of human, isn't it?
My familly, I don't know if I did something right but it was the only solution.
Good bye. I'm alive.
I see it now, I have no enemies, everyone else is weak and don't have enough effect on me, it's me I am my own worst enemy, it is my own mind that's playing me like a dull, it's my own mind playing other people's emotions while I suffer the pain of their emotion, but am not actually feeling pain, I am not feeling anything, am I compensating and faking emotions to fit in ..do I have more than personality projected by each person, if so then who am I really ... do i really exsit as an individual.. am I original or am I the 7th billion clone, am i really unique, does it really matter is it that my mind is trying to tell me something, if so could it speak and who is my mind am I my mind or am i the slave of it's thinking .... (fucking 3 a.m talk after watching an anime marathon)
I’m getting some layers of fear vibes
The coin have two sides,the side that the sun sees and it's always bright and the side that the sun can't reach and it's always dark.
Here I sit in my mind, a fragment of who I was. Broken and alone
*Finding dark for the kind dark*
Incredible isn't it? How something so wonderful,can also be wicked,sickening and dreadful, a gift and a bear for all, not white nor black,but it between.
My mind is a pretty good liar
When all of your family is dead and all you have to talk is with your own darkness filled with Endless Pain and broken memories and all you can see is yourself in the mirror all you are is just a walking corpse Filled with dead flowers waiting to rot Like a tree
We are all evil some more so then others what makes us good is how we use that evil