I miss the darkness
Thought this would never happen like a gambler’s last bet
When life tested me and I never passed then
The gloom and sadness, all the times I masked them
When plans fell apart and I would complain
When I almost reached the goal but drawn back by these taut chains
When my heart was crushed by fate’s long train
And the pieces that remain are like small grains
Now I’m numb to the pain and I feel empty inside
Broken down so many times, no more tears in my eyes
I’ve snapped completely and I can’t be revived
No longer believe in “mysterious ways” and “blessings in disguise”
So don’t tell me it’ll be fine, because I’m dead inside
The walking dead, it’s a no-brainer, I have an empty mind
I’m dead inside.
Hi vreader. It’s been a minute since I made a post on here. So I’m posting this piece as a way to get back right on track (as soon I can spare time to write ‘cause I got a lot of stuff to write).
Anyway, I wrote this piece on a 3-hour long journey. I decided to step out of the depressed guy character this time…into a character more damaged- a numb soul, a soulless person. Yeah people like this exist. It can stem from frustration based on so much depression from life experiences that’d shape the character from being someone who didn’t believe it could get better to someone who doesn’t believe it could get worse…to someone who doesn’t believe in anything.
This is someone who has been broken.
PS: If you haven’t read “Empty” part one, click here
And I’m gonna write more stuff from a new direction this December.
It’s gonna be legen- wait for it – dary!