The Journey 596

Category: awful

  • Don’t Fall Into The Void !

    T.W.O.T.E

    Chapter 21

    Driven by the flow of life around this dome, here mind functions only to provide or cure wounds by reckless acts. Creatures capable of giving humanity another chance, yet it is now gone for they have fallen deep into the void.

    Knowing what I know about these creatures they have got to fight; merely battle the temptations that they have succumbed to, warning them about the future, but are unaware of the consequences that they leave behind. All of you should be careful around such creatures, for they will drag you into it; pull you to follow their misdeeds.

    I have frequently been asked about the thing which keeps me from leaving this dome, and my answer was that in every corner there is something that intrigues me, something that helps me to realize that there is more to it than what it appears to be. A voice in my head calms my frightened soul, for what it has witnessed; the truth sometimes can create a whole new level of disturbance to the soul. Moving into my next destination where the two seas meet but never merge, one is salty and the other sweet; a new adventure shall begin with it obstacles shall rise, in which I must overcome to proceed towards the final goal.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Oh Creatures Beware !

    When everything falls apart, and the world continues to throw its obstacles at you, knowing that you have gone through a lot of pain, but it tries to unleash your potential. Not knowing when to stop, the overwhelming feeling you get when there is nothing to be done, a vast amount of hatred that will start to corrupt you, if not kill you.

    The demons and the voices within myself are planning a revolution in my soul. The chains are getting weaker, I must not succumb to their desires, for it can be lethal not only to myself but also to the creatures whom I still love. Not bothered to let them know how much I love them, for they have decided to let me down several times, while I gave them a few chances to fix what they have destroyed; trust.

    It is too much for my weary head to comprehend, and to endure much pain; it is killing me. Not that the journal is not capable of reducing the pain and enlighten the path once again, but whenever I embed their misdeeds and the pain that they have caused, it is as if I have lost a part of my soul. I shall endure it for now and see if I have the will to channel this massive pain into something that could benefit my body and soul.

    Once again wandering not having a single clue of what these creatures are trying to show my soul neither have I got any clue of the purpose that I must fulfill. However, what I am sure of is that I must reach the final goal no matter how painful the journey is.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Death Awaits….!

    T.W.O.T.E – Writings From The Past

    Chapter 10

    Confused and depressed, wandering on earth searching for clues. Not sure whether it is my soul that I have lost in the days where I was a captive in my darkness or whether it is my purpose in life.

    Not sure what I want nor what I need, as long as I am on this path. I have drifted away from the final goal, for the creatures around me are making me weak, I am devastated; therefore, I have not got much time, I must find what I have lost, to survive this chapter.

    When you do not have something to live for, living seems pointless. I have depended on the ones whom I loved, but they tend to run away or disappear without a warning notice; attached to their evil souls, confused as to what lead them to leave me. I have learned from them that I must not trust anyone, for it will only cause more pain; therefore, staying away from the humans is the only way to survive.

    After years of getting used to the idea of being alone, I cannot believe that they had tried to trick me into letting them into my life when I promised to stay away from the monstrous creatures. Sickness is running through my veins, contaminating my body and ripping apart my organs, tasting blood every time I open my mouth; I am fading.

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • I’M AWARE !

    Pacing back and forth, thinking about myself and why am I the one who must tolerate their actions, afraid to lose them even though they have already lost me. Tracing my steps back to the point where it has started and what I saw is something that I cannot forgive myself for.

     

    As my soul started to fade, my true self no longer exists, I have exorcised my soul, as they manipulated me with their voices. Aware of what is happening but I chose to ignore the fact that I was being used by them cruel creatures. Thanks to all those whom I have trusted by decided to betray, thanks to those whom I loved but decided to take my soul for granted, thank you for the pain.

     

    Nervous as I mark their names on the graves that I have placed in the darkness, and so it has been decided that I no longer can deal with your cruelty. I guided them to their graves with tears from the pain that they manifested in my heart. Farewell, I am never coming back, you all have been pulling me down, confusing me and above all you have ruined my path; therefore, I am moving on.

     

    I am aware of your spells and tricks, but I chose to ignore your misdeeds for something that you creatures will never understand.

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

     

  • T.W.O.T.E -Restless Mind !

    What I want seems far from reachable; peace of mind never comes easy, with the mind that I have, for it is so loud and unstable. Thoughts flowing rapidly, making me mumble, a lot of them have labeled me with words, which is far from the truth. It is unsettling, if only they knew what lies within my heart and what I have been thinking for the past few years.

    I have been shot by many and did not care once unless of course, their words have something in them which will help me be a better version of what I am right now. However, most of the time it is just lethal words that deprive the happiness of the soul of I, the one who entrusted them, humans, to support me and help me through my journey. Reality struck me late, for everytime they speak it gets worst. Am I to blame, for changing my plan, for entrusting them with my secrets, for believing that they can be given a second chance.

    I recognized that young man who had a life no other humans could bear; isolated, away from everybody, alone on his path towards the goal, I could see myself in him. The young man filled with joy and happiness just by himself, memories start to flow back as the world turns upside down unraveling the truth that I was trying to hide; for the boy was me. Soon I lost focus again as the thoughts started to scramble my vision, putting me far away from the goal.

    Mesmerizing thoughts yet I cannot get my hands on them, for the current seems too fast for my hand to grasp. Cheerful even though the odds are not in my favor. Cursed, yet trying to maintain a stable soul. Weakened, but still moving on. Dipped in melancholy, yet fighting to survive.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Oh Mind, Can You Please Rest !

    When the sunsets and the night crawl in, it is a phenomenal experience to those who have a mind that never rests. To some, it is the time to rest and relax, while for the few of us out there who cannot control the flow of their thoughts it means that the wicked yet magnificent process is about to start.

     

    Closing our eyes trying to rest, but the thoughts keep us hanging, getting tired with every second that passes, while our brain fights the thoughts. Weary head unable to rest, thinking and planning, claiming that there is no time to waste, for the goal to be achieved a plan is required. A goal that we must change our plan frequently based on the fact that it reveals before us. Here we are deep inside our heads trying to figure out our next move, failing a couple of times but never quitting. Once again, we have tried to rest but it is all the same, without an answer we cannot possibly rest.

     

    As the night slowly gets darker, the journal has been taken out from its resting place, looking for clues and to assure that everything will be okay. Flipping through the page as we remember the purpose of it all. Eyes fighting to get some sleep, while we resist for the purpose must be fulfilled, the purpose that we have battled the obstacles in order to find it, we cannot simply let go. Therefore, with the journal in our hands the final goal can be reached, a few more obstacle, nothing that we have not battled before or at least until we reach the next step. Closing our eyes once again, as the thoughts start to arise, and the mind to over think the situations; a sound from the heart whispering “To the thoughts that you all have gained from this journey, be gone; for the answers are all within their souls”. An assuring sound that brought peace of mind to our souls, gaining from it the ability to rest our weary heads.

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Thrive !

    Weakness, sadness, and pain I left them all behind; as I smash through the obstacles that life presents before me, testing me, preparing me for the final goal. Thinking about the present and future, planning my every move; recording my life as I thrive.

     

     

    The final goal awaits, overlooking the long way that I must walk; for I am halfway there. A vast number of steps for the final goal to be achieved; therefore, I shall continue down my path, motivating and challenging myself for the final goal. Although sometimes the loneliness and darkness strikes forcing me to succumb and quit, but I still move on and let the wounds heal, for my hope is far stronger and greater than their poison.

     

    Do not let anyone interfere with your goals and dreams, for the only thing that holds you from accomplishing them is only your mind; therefore, do not listen to anybody, for they will only put you down and make you feel bad. Listen to the voice within you that comes from your heart, it shall guide you towards your goals.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Break Down

    T.W.O.T.E

    Journal Entry 

    September 26th 1596

    They are pulling me down, trying to hide the truth from the humanity or at least what is left of it, since cruelty have spread all over the world and poisoned most of the souls.

     

    Every time I move forward, I keep learning more about humans, and how far they have reached with their cruelty. It is devastating, how they have become, they have given up their souls to the devil, scheming as to who is going to rule the earth, poor creatures unable to foresee how the world shall end. Urging to leave but I must stay, for the final goal I must reach. Weakened as I unravelled the truth about those creatures whom are hiding under the name of humans.

     

    Wandering the globe, searching for hope, on earth where cruelty possess the all, I have found the purpose in which I must seek and fulfil.

    There Is Still Hope

     

  • It Is My Fault !

    When the night crawls in and the memories rise upon those whom have lost in the battle, the pain has begun. Moving on is not an option until they have fully understand what has casued these events to escalate into a whirlpool in which they are trying to escape.
    The pure souls have been slashed with darkness, for their hearts could not understand the deeds of those whom they loved. They have been caught in the cycle of misdeeds upon which they must reform. As they continue to roam the earth with sadness and with the seven deadly sins as their only solution, their darkness consumes not their souls but those who they care about.
    Past, present, and future does not matter if moving on and letting go cannot be achieved; stuck in this cycle with their darkness, poisoned and unable to move on nor can I let go.
    I am drowning, is it my fault that they have been consumed with sadness, or is it my fault that I take everything upon myself. Restless mind constantly thinking about anything and everything around me, a pain I must live with in order to find the purpose of life.

  • The Masquerade

    In a world of lies, hiding behind the masks of our choice, who am I ? A masquerade that tempted me to try a mask, and I chose to hold on to it, for I felt as though everyone around me has changed to the worst, deceiving and manipulating their way through life; therefor, I took the mask wherever I went, wore it on any occasion to help me understand its mystery.

    Behind every mask there is a story in which some us are trying to run away from, you become addicted to wearing the mask for it is the only way that makes you safe from the past. If you want to take someone’s mask of, you must have the power to reach into you heart and soul, for only the righteous and the weak are capable of such thing. It was difficult to wear the mask while trying to maintain your true self, not only that but it will also be vulnerable to those who have nothing but evil in their hearts.

    Who am I ? As I take off my mask and walk away from everyone to find my comfort on earth away from the lies. Who am I ? As I leave behind the stories of pain, the stories upon which one has lost everything even their soul.