5 years...and i'm still here she never did...she was the first and the last" I really wanted to have her forever....but i couldn't understand that i'm not her forever. She was the only ....light in my darkness.
You're just like me, every word you write is what's on my mind, I loved someone, first and last, I really loved her so much that my eyes only saw her and im still thinking of her but she doesn't even care im always telling myself why i cried a lot for her i don't wanted anyone but her.
An autumn night, her face In mind, a face of trust, love and compassion, a hint of danger, hands shake in agony, sorrow and excitement, while approaching, he didn't know that this woman, this shadow enveloped entity, this question mark with the face of an angel, would be the catalyst to his emotional death. Blindly he extended his hand, his fingers became pale and cold has he held her face, the face of an angel of death, a reaper of love. He gazes down to see an anchor emblem around her neck, he thought, an anchor for her I'll become, no matter how far away she strays from herself, I'll be her tether, I'll be her solitude. Night by night, this quest was accomplished, from morn to nightfall, his words bandaged her beautifully broken heart, bleed it would no longer. This beautiful soul, on a night so perfect, finally at peace, years of pain, years of strife, all seemingly gone in one perfect moment. Her eyes, like (G)arnets, her voice, (R)estful, his love for her seemed (E)ternal, the silence was (T)antalizing, as he awaited reply to his cares and (A)ffection. Soon, her eyes, faded from red garnets, to obsidian, her body, in his hands, fades to ashes, his tears like magma, burn scars down his face as the realization of her passing becomes evident, this beautiful broken soul, this fallen angel, taught him to love, taught him to care, Taught him to mourn, as her ashes lie on the tear layden ground, only her anchor necklace and severed wings remain. In this silent moment of paralyzed lucidity and melancholy, he holds the anchor necklace in hand, no longer did it shine, no longer to be worn by the wing bearing reaper that had passed. Teeth chattering, hands bleeding, as the realization of his agony and mournful absence settle in, he was now the one who was lost, he was now the one who was broken. As he was laying there, at the grave of the woman who ruled his soul, he felt his final heart string break, his blood layden hands still grasping the anchor necklace, the smell of copper and the perfume from her ashes, a youthful scent reminding him of the memories they shared and her vivid absence. At this moment, his soul went into a state of grief so immense that it lay dormant to this day, awaiting to be revived once again, but only now by an angel of divinity, not that of self interest. This has been an elegy to "My beautifully broken"
Maybe that's my problem. I care much about my loneliness, but I have to give credit to DSBM, as long as I got this genere of music I will always survive.
If no one cares,you just start to get used to it. You have none to feel special about. Then… if you’re in love. If you feel that this person would give you everything and anything you need and this person decides to leave you… that’s when you start to feel real loneliness. Loneliness is not about being alone. Missing her - is. She understands that she means everything to you,but she wants to disappear from your life (due to any reasons). She doesn’t care about all words you say about how much she means to you. She doesn’t want to even give you chance. And you say,that she’s the only thing that worth living for,but she just keeps silent. She just doesn’t care. She never cared. You’ll never forget her,because it hurts more than even a betrayal. "No one" - is a really huge number of various people. You generally don’t need all of them. You need only her… Loneliness is not about being alone…
It is the most painful feeling ever my friend I go through the same. I love her so much can't even imagine letting her go but it hurts so much it gives physical pain. She knows I'm hurting missing her while she is enjoying with her friends but she doesn't care . It's hard
@@ravibhartia4797 It's been 2 years, how are you feeling now? Can you give us hope, or will you confirm our assumptions? The physical pain is almost unbearable. I wish to never been born. And I'm too much of a coward to leave this place.
Im the only one who from 2024 here? I cannot express my emotion or my self rn, the truth is shes just give me all of the love and then saying to me that im not her type or smthing specials. But why she says that she love me? Why?
it is really worth it to listen to the complete song if you love this depressiv stuff like i do. Check out my Black Metal Playlist about 300 bands and still no finish line in sight.
@@OneManBands Yes it is.. i like Ser just as much if not more than Sadness.. both amazing.. but yes, it is another Damián Antón Ojeda (Elisa) side project..
4 years later, but this is one of the projects by elkiensad, he has a channel on youtube. You'll find more information about his music projects there^^
Калигула (взорвавшись, бросается на него, хватает за шиворот и трясет). Одиночество! Разве ты его испытал? Одиночество поэтов и худосочных. Одиночество? Какое? Ты не знаешь, что человек никогда не остается один! Что весь груз будущего и прошлого повсюду с нами! С нами те, кого мы убили. И это еще не самое трудное. Но с нами и те, кого мы любили, кого не любили и кто любил нас, раскаянье, желания, горечь и нежность, шлюхи и вся шайка богов. (Отпускает его и возвращается на свое место.) Побыть одному! О, если бы я только мог погрузиться в одиночество, но не в мое, отравленное присутствием других, а в настоящее, в тишину и трепет дерева! (Садится, внезапно охваченный усталостью.) Одиночество! Нет, Сципион. Оно пронизано скрежетом зубовным и все звенит умолкнувшими звуками и голосами.
5 years...and i'm still here
she never did...she was the first and the last"
I really wanted to have her forever....but i couldn't understand that i'm not her forever.
She was the only ....light in my darkness.
There cant be only one light in our life...
she was the only
light in my darkness
i feel you 😑
f u c k t r u s t
You're just like me, every word you write is what's on my mind, I loved someone, first and last, I really loved her so much that my eyes only saw her and im still thinking of her but she doesn't even care im always telling myself why i cried a lot for her i don't wanted anyone but her.
That's what hurts the most in life .....
yes...
can't eat
can't sleep
can't breathe
f u c k t r u s t
The beauty of this type of music can never be overstated. I'm not even sad, but I appreciate the musicianship and feeling the catharsis of the artist.
good pp friend, where you from ?
An autumn night, her face In mind, a face of trust, love and compassion, a hint of danger, hands shake in agony, sorrow and excitement, while approaching, he didn't know that this woman, this shadow enveloped entity, this question mark with the face of an angel,
would be the catalyst to his emotional death.
Blindly he extended his hand, his fingers became pale and cold has he held her face, the face of an angel of death, a reaper of love.
He gazes down to see an anchor emblem around her neck, he thought, an anchor for her I'll become, no matter how far away she strays from herself, I'll be her tether, I'll be her solitude.
Night by night, this quest was accomplished, from morn to nightfall, his words bandaged her beautifully broken heart, bleed it would no longer.
This beautiful soul, on a night so perfect, finally at peace, years of pain, years of strife, all seemingly gone in one perfect moment.
Her eyes, like (G)arnets, her voice, (R)estful, his love for her seemed (E)ternal, the silence was (T)antalizing, as he awaited reply to his cares and (A)ffection.
Soon, her eyes, faded from red garnets, to obsidian, her body, in his hands, fades to ashes, his tears like magma, burn scars down his face as the realization of her passing becomes evident, this beautiful broken soul, this fallen angel, taught him to love, taught him to care,
Taught him to mourn, as her ashes lie on the tear layden ground, only her anchor necklace and severed wings remain.
In this silent moment of paralyzed lucidity and melancholy, he holds the anchor necklace in hand, no longer did it shine, no longer to be worn by the wing bearing reaper that had passed.
Teeth chattering, hands bleeding, as the realization of his agony and mournful absence settle in, he was now the one who was lost, he was now the one who was broken.
As he was laying there, at the grave of the woman who ruled his soul, he felt his final heart string break, his blood layden hands still grasping the anchor necklace, the smell of copper and the perfume from her ashes, a youthful scent reminding him of the memories they shared and her vivid absence.
At this moment, his soul went into a state of grief so immense that it lay dormant to this day, awaiting to be revived once again, but only now by an angel of divinity, not that of self interest.
This has been an elegy to "My beautifully broken"
:'(
Yes, she doesn't care about my loneliness..
Maybe that's my problem. I care much about my loneliness, but I have to give credit to DSBM, as long as I got this genere of music I will always survive.
We all die alone.
She will go first or you will. Don't forget to live before you die.
Thanks that's exactly what I needed to hear
maybe you could recommend anything that sounds similar to that one? i would be really thankful
Well, thank you for remember me that👍
With her i felt myself alive.
I would change "she" into "no one"
Some do. You just don't appreciate the little things.
If no one cares,you just start to get used to it. You have none to feel special about.
Then… if you’re in love. If you feel that this person would give you everything and anything you need and this person decides to leave you… that’s when you start to feel real loneliness.
Loneliness is not about being alone. Missing her - is.
She understands that she means everything to you,but she wants to disappear from your life (due to any reasons). She doesn’t care about all words you say about how much she means to you. She doesn’t want to even give you chance. And you say,that she’s the only thing that worth living for,but she just keeps silent. She just doesn’t care. She never cared. You’ll never forget her,because it hurts more than even a betrayal.
"No one" - is a really huge number of various people. You generally don’t need all of them. You need only her…
Loneliness is not about being alone…
I Know she doesn't care, she never did...
we are born alone and we die alone..
It is the most painful feeling ever my friend I go through the same. I love her so much can't even imagine letting her go but it hurts so much it gives physical pain. She knows I'm hurting missing her while she is enjoying with her friends but she doesn't care . It's hard
No one ever does.
So find somebody who does. Dont waste your time loving people don't reciprocate.
@@ravibhartia4797 It's been 2 years, how are you feeling now? Can you give us hope, or will you confirm our assumptions?
The physical pain is almost unbearable. I wish to never been born. And I'm too much of a coward to leave this place.
I wish it would all end
Melancholy and infinite sadness
Nice song.
Beautiful.
But I care about her Loneliness!!!
beautiful
The first time I heard this song was when I was heavily high and felt that my skull was being cut with a bone saw
They actually enjoy it. Nothing can give more pleasure to a female than cause suffering to the innocent.
Sounds like "Sadness".
Because it is Sadness.
@@OneManBands LOL !! Nice catch 😊🔥😂🤘
@@getzsfriend8289 Yeah, at the time of the first comment I did not know it was him haha LOL
Its perfect
This song is sad and RIDICULOUSLY CREEPY at the same time.
Im the only one who from 2024 here?
I cannot express my emotion or my self rn, the truth is shes just give me all of the love and then saying to me that im not her type or smthing specials. But why she says that she love me? Why?
মানুষ চলে যায় ফেলে রেখে যায় গান এর সাজেসচন
wow amazing :D
I almost forgot her face..
Good.
If theres a teenager in the cover, its gonna be depressingly suicidal
She looks like a 30 year old Italian woman no way that's a teen
❤❤❤❤❤❤
Music title indeed affects your feeling of the music
it is really worth it to listen to the complete song if you love this depressiv stuff like i do. Check out my Black Metal Playlist about 300 bands and still no finish line in sight.
Profundo demais
foi pesado
☹
she must be ligth and life in a hollow body that only feel misery for your herself
I know...
come to mexico
I know.
Them wmn care about no one but themselves no matter what you did for them
being vulnerable subject you to punish yourself. the best reward you could get is loneliness. Humans deserve nothing
Is this a project by Sadness?
Exactly my thoughs. 3 months later.. any answer?
@@OneManBands Yes it is.. i like Ser just as much if not more than Sadness.. both amazing.. but yes, it is another
Damián Antón Ojeda (Elisa) side project..
Othon je is a men. You can See him on his Channel . elkiensad ... oh i see he deleted the Q&A Videos where u can see him. Thats sad.
@@DZWK86 I think it's a good decision. Maybe he wanted people to focus on his music and not the person behind it.
@Sowilo he is a male
Can I please have more information about this amazing project? There's not much on bandcamp and I cant find anything about it anywhere else
4 years later, but this is one of the projects by elkiensad, he has a channel on youtube. You'll find more information about his music projects there^^
@@rKatherine48 nice! I've recently rediscovered this gem yet again, so thank you for the reply ♥
Калигула (взорвавшись, бросается на него, хватает за шиворот и трясет). Одиночество! Разве ты его испытал? Одиночество поэтов и худосочных. Одиночество? Какое? Ты не знаешь, что человек никогда не остается один! Что весь груз будущего и прошлого повсюду с нами! С нами те, кого мы убили. И это еще не самое трудное. Но с нами и те, кого мы любили, кого не любили и кто любил нас, раскаянье, желания, горечь и нежность, шлюхи и вся шайка богов. (Отпускает его и возвращается на свое место.) Побыть одному! О, если бы я только мог погрузиться в одиночество, но не в мое, отравленное присутствием других, а в настоящее, в тишину и трепет дерева! (Садится, внезапно охваченный усталостью.) Одиночество! Нет, Сципион. Оно пронизано скрежетом зубовным и все звенит умолкнувшими звуками и голосами.
so obsessive!
nobody...?
I'm still here buddy.
Still alive for now
@@alexisacevedo8628 alive?
@@hojateslami4490 sure
@@alexisacevedo8628 Happy to hear that.
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