View Blog    My Diary A bleeding heart. An emotional release? Why do I come here, to write out my most personal feelings? Maybe it is the need to express myself. I love to express emotional pain and love the most. It is my melancholy passion. We all have that need- to be known. Some people will go to outrageous lengths..to be noticed. That surely justifies my need to write down my thoughts. The strange need to let people roam around in the depths of my mind. I still get a kick out of the fact, that others like to read my thoughts. I have kept a diary for most of my life. I write in this journal like I would in my paper diary. I just start typing out what I feel. Sometimes it turns into a love note to God... Sometimes, some odd -prose to life and love....oh do not forget ... my endless odes to.....pain. I love to let my heart bleed before total strangers. Oh...the need to be validated in life. Have you heard anyone say..."I want to be someone when I grow up?" We are someone silly! I have met many people in my life, and truly, we are all unique. I come here mostly, to get into people's heads. By letting you into mine, you let me into yours. To be in the mind of someone else. So many have the need to get out of their own heads.... It is pure pleasure, and freeing, to get into someone else's reality for a minute. It makes us have a better perspective on life. Peeking into someone else's existence. Well, peek away,...my existence consists of not trying to be so smart all of the time.... And to enjoy life. I come here to my diary, to just let my thoughts flow... I am a thinker, and if I do not release these lovely expressions of life- I may just cry. I have been working on some paintings.... I like to paint some strange things. I also like to paint nude people. Nude people in strange spiritually symbolic- scenes. I am thinking about sharing some of them. They are just paintings of my thoughts. It still tickles me that you would care to read my thoughts... Bleeding Flowers... Hmm See what I mean? I just had an idea for a painting. I must sleep now... I have my days and nights mixed up. I like to paint at night...moody atmosphere. I am covered in paint...and I have sleepy eyes. You give me a place to bleed my heart. We are all bleeding hearts... Just needing to be loved.     Posted by DifficultSoul on 2008-01-26 07:04:49 | Rating: | Views: 458     Email This to a Friend Friend's Email *    Friend's Name*    Your Name*    Security code*    Refresh Image                 Print This Blog Post     Bookmark: Delicious  Digg  Reddit  Facebook  StumbleUpon    Permalink:      Blog Comments    It is a good feeling to lay our hearts out there and see who picks up on it. It feels good to express how we feel and actually get some feedback. It's like a declaration that we are somehow real. xx Posted by  Pauligan  on 2008-01-26 07:11:04     It is a blessed thing to just open up and lay your thoughts out there to share. It is a mark of a loving spirit i think. One who is willing to share from the very depths of their being and trust that the love they show will not go unnoticed. Blessings! Posted by  Newname  on 2008-01-26 07:51:20     Is it real? Posted by  Icesoul  on 2008-01-26 09:25:16     Have a nice sleep. Posted by  Icesoul  on 2008-01-26 09:31:36     you come here because so many people need you to. that's good enough rationale Posted by  AllThingsBuck  on 2008-01-26 12:12:20     I don't understand all this bleeding. When something bleeds it means you are wounded. You write of all this beautiful pain. I personaly don't think pain is beautiful. When we as people are in pain we usually try everything to get out of it. I understand the concept of being wounded and sharing hope with others that there is a way out of it.But to stay wounded and bask in it is not where I want to be. After storms there is always the rainbow. Yes we need to talk about it and work through it. But we have to allow ourselves to begin to heal. Posted by  Twila  on 2008-01-26 12:24:29     Even the bleeding heart flows and there will always be those who choose to go with that flow. You lead where they all need to be DS. Namaste Posted by  scotslad60  on 2008-01-26 13:05:00     To her, it seems, bleeding is no different than painting. Pain(the cut or wound) is merely a consuming inspiration. It could be some sort of masochist habit(cutters and the like) or this might all just be whimsical poetry. Amazing how many of us flock to it like she was a pied-piper...a siren. Hallucinagenic drugs. Well, I for one hope to have a supply of ear wax and blindfolds at the ready:P Arrh! Posted by  brainstormer  on 2008-01-26 14:58:10     I also see a bit of a Carmen Electra in it all. The subtle show-n-tell in the spotlight. The look-but-don't-touch. A moth that will eat your wool clothes but looks so dazzling by the lamppost. Posted by  brainstormer  on 2008-01-26 15:01:28     Another masterpiece my friend!! Posted by  smilinirisheyes  on 2008-01-26 16:30:12     smilinirisheyes-.. Did I paint my thoughts well? Good, I chose my favorite colors. Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 21:59:31     brainstormer-.. I do not cut myself, I like myself way too much for that. Although, I am very interested in things like that. I love to study emotions, especially deep painful ones. Melancholy nostalgia, does bleed inspiration for me. I truly embrace and see beauty in all things in life. Mostly in emotional suffering of human beings. I paint it up a pretty picture, so others can deal with it better. Even the dramatic emotional times, are great scenes, in the movies. Siren? Nice of you to say...I have been sounding off for quite some time now. I am glad someone finally has ears to listen. Peace. Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 22:04:24     EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO EMO ...I Hate You. Posted by  Emo_Hater  on 2008-01-26 22:04:46     Morrissey = Lame and/or Butt Sucking Posted by  Emo_Hater  on 2008-01-26 22:14:38     ElmoHater-.. I love Elmo! What do you have against fuzzy red monsters? hehe I love you still. And Morrissey is Beautiful. Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 23:03:04     scotslad60-.. My dramatic heart needs a stage. My diary is it. I get to play out all of my heart's secrets. Namaste. Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 23:05:15     Twila-.. You just do not understand. I do not expect you to. I am in good spirits at all times. There is beauty in all things in life. I like the sunshine, the flowers, the birds, the bees, and the trees. I love all of life. Haven't you noticed that when you turn on the radio...most of the popular music is about a broken heart? Movies are geared toward that scenario, as well. I just find the- sunshine and shadows- equally as interesting. Peace. Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 23:09:55     AllThingsBuck-.. Is that your way of saying that you need me? How sweet. That is good enough reason to come back. Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 23:11:47     Icesoul-.. I am awake now. Pinch yourself. Did you feel it? If you did, then yes, this is real. Sleep time is for dreaming, maybe I will see you there, dancing on the rainclouds. Peace.... Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 23:14:18     Newname-.. We all have that odd need, don't we? To share all of our intimate thoughts, with another. It is our way of feeling complete. To think and to love...is to live. Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 23:18:08     Pauligan-... I declare...I am real. Enough said. A new mantra- for all of our journals. Posted by  DifficultSoul  on 2008-01-26 23:20:13     I like the metaphor of being cut and bleeding....The cuts are the wounds that we inflict on ourselves and others souls , even when we do not mean too , especialy when we open up and let people in , and then we get scared.....And the blood is our emotions that we show people....We often hurt those that try and get close to us , because of our own insicurities....I have been guilty of this recently , and i have many regrets....But i am learning SLOWLY!....Great post....Take Care. Posted by  WhindWhispers  on 2008-01-27 03:31:53     You express so many feelings with your beautiful words in your posts. So many people can relate to them, you are loved and needed by so many here, Do not stop writing in your diary , ever, Even those who say they do not like your words still come back for more so that says something, he he. I love you and your words DS.xx Posted by  bubblydi  on 2008-01-27 05:25:17     That is nice but NO nude people please? I seem to enjoy it a bit. You seem nice. Posted by  BEAUTY1118  on 2008-01-27 11:33:25     people, life is in the blood. so when she bleeds, she is sharing her life with you. cutters are melancholy. this women is ANYTHING but melancholy. whoever flagged this would flag the Bible so as not to offend a skunk. Posted by  AllThingsBuck  on 2008-01-27 11:46:52     "We are all bleeding hearts... Just needing to be loved." Those two lines alone would have explained the sentiment of your piece. Not to sound mean or anything, but the rest of it becomes fairly redundant, esp. with the repetition of certain images. And melancholia should never be redundant, otherwise it becomes trivial. Posted by  lord_haku  on 2008-01-27 12:04:40     I would have thought it was obvious to anyone with a tiny bit of commensense....If you have read any other posts by this person.....And i have you will see what an honest caring person it is that writes this blog.....METAPHOR , METAPHOR , METAPHOR.....If you are offended then may i suggest that you GOOGLE it!!!.