frustration – Page 2 – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

The Door I

I thought it was right to build a wall
Then keep my frustration and all
I forgot that I had many true friends
Who would listen to me ’til the end

I thought it was right to build a wall
Then wait for the Reaper to call
Shutting everyone out was a mistake
I realized too late what was at stake

I thought it was right to build a wall
The wall only led to friendships’ fall
I have made the kindest hearts sore
Now they forever locked the door

The Door (Poetry Series): I, II, III

Header image: Sude Ayrım of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.

10-Minute Warning CXCIV

What I truly dislike is when people tell me not to cry.

I’m quite aware that not every problem can be fixed, and everyone makes mistakes. But whether that problem can be fixed, or I end up crying over spilled milk, I should be allowed to shed tears. I learned a long time ago that I can’t just bottle up my sorrow and anger, and I need to express myself (not in a destructive way, of course) to feel catharsis, to feel better. To certain people, why am I not allowed to cry?

If I’m not allowed to cry in a place that I thought to be safe, fuck that shit. Maybe I should look for a safer space elsewhere. And if I can’t find another safe space, it’s a good thing I have The Diary.

One more day before my birthday.

A part of 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2025).

Header image: Hans of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2025.

XL: Watch VII: Dave Grohl’s FRESH POTS Video (and How It Echoed Through The Deranged Writer’s Caffeine-Fueled Life Story)

As part of 14 Days of The Deranged Writer (2025), and since drinking UCC Class One coffee is a part of my morning ritual nowadays, I’d like to talk about a legendary YouTube video that has stuck with me since 2010. It’s a video so memorably epic that I always remember it when I drink black coffee (or any caffeinated drink, for that matter).

I’m talking about the video titled “Dave Grohl in FRESH POTS!”