The Cold Storm

You know  that you are doomed, only when the storm hits, everything becomes clear, the masks will be washed, and then you will remember that non of them really cared about you, everyone is running, trying to stay alive.

 

You keep lying to yourself that somebody, anybody shall come and save you from your misery, whispering to yourself that everything shall be fine. The humans are cold, even though you try to be happy, they will always find a way to make your life  miserable, friends and family that you thought will always be around to help you, will soon start to forget about you, erasing you completely from their memory.

 

Loneliness, you only choose this path to either  feel safe, or to think about everything around you, deleting everyone from your life, and keeping only the happy memories to remember when you are sad.

 

 

 

 

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