The Journey 596

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  • Weary !

    I don’t know what has happened; it happened so fast. I have changed a lot; I’m no longer the guy you used to know me. Everything seems different, scared of them all, for now, I can see through their souls. The chains that restrained the darkness in me has torn apart unleashing every bit of pain, every bit of sadness that has troubled my soul.

    Enduring such pain and misery can mess one’s soul big time; it can kill all the emotions in you. The smile I faked in the past has changed from hiding the pain to unleashing pain. Once I have started to notice what has happened to my poor soul I pulled myself away from the people I care about scared that I will cause them trouble, even if they were the ones who turned me into a cold, emotionless soul. Surrounded myself by the evil creatures, urging to unleash upon them the wrath of the pain and sadness that they have caused me, but in time they shall all witness before their eyes what pain is. The monstrous creatures cannot endure pain, for only those with a pure heart can withstand such thing.

    Retracing my steps back to where it all began and all I could see is how humans are monsters. Not only they’ve caused pain to my soul, but they’re also trying to pull me into becoming a member of their cult of cruelty. I fled away, can’t trust anyone for they will only threaten my peace of mind. I shall be gone forever, and never come back to those who have tortured my soul with their ongoing misdeeds. Fading away into the void, for I must restrain the darkness with the chains of hope and faith, and lock it away in a place where it shall not find the light.

    “Rest my weary soul, for the time shall come.”

  • Grief…!

    For this soul everything has changed so fast, as it grew wiser, everyone started to manipulate and use it to satisfy their selfish needs, but when it came to helping the poor soul no one is to be found, a helping hand seemed to be far from reality.

    Even though it knew the deeds that the monstrous creatures have piled upon their scripts, the soul without regret helped whenever and with whatever it can. However, this unfortunate soul instead of receiving love, gratitude, and respect, all it has ever got from them is pain from their words that pierce holes into the glowing white body of the soul, creating emptiness.

    The soul distant itself from such cruel beings, and so their lives became unbearable as they have lost the one soul that could bear their cruelty. As the poor soul disappeared, the earth shed tears from its core until it has flooded the land, and the skies cried in grief that it poured rain upon the survivors with poison that has made their bodies turn into ashes.

  • No More !

    The Journal

    Chapter 666

    I salvaged myself from the darkness thinking that there is something out there for me, trying to reach out to me, hoping that it will find its way to me. The darkness that I contained myself in, for the harsh, cruel creatures have stabbed me, so many times that I no longer can feel a thing, only anger that I have yet to unleash upon those who have wounded my soul. So cold that whenever they try to wreck what left of my soul, I try to ignore them and never respond. I am guilty of letting myself withstand their actions, for it has wounded my heart and filled it with sadness.

     

    Disappointed with my actions, guilt running through my soul that I have let down so many times, for giving these creatures more chances to wound my soul. I am returning to you, Shadow. I am coming back to where you have left me, to where we have drifted apart. Alongside the high mountain where you have fallen apart, I shall build my bed beside your resting place, for I have missed you, and the world is not like what it used to be. Filled with loneliness and sadness, that is wrecking my wounded soul.

    I cannot tolerate much more pain, or one more wound, for my weary soul has started to fall apart. Restless, since I have broken free from the darkness that has cured my heart and soul in the past, not that I am not ungrateful to what it has done for me but losing my partner and friend made me snap, and so I ran away from the darkness. I am finally returning home, apart from the cruelty of the so-called humans.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • A Shameful Century

    The wanderer continued his journey through the path seeking the final goal when he stumbled upon a man who was betrayed and tortured by the cruelty of the creatures that have set aside their differences and joined forces to rule this dark age.

    Tired from his long ongoing journey, the wanderer fell on the muddy dirt to his sleep. As the sun started to arise the wanderer couldn’t help but notice that the soil has turned into grass and flowers; however, as soon as the wanderer stood up and was about to move on, the green and flowers chanted while transforming into the man that he has seen before falling asleep.

    The man pierced the wanderer’s heart with his arm, but surprisingly the Wanderer knew that the man was not trying to cause any harm, but instead he wanted to warn him about those who are waiting for him on the other side. The man’s angry words explained his past, shining the light upon those who instead of looking after humanities health, are looking for ways to ensure the flow of cash in their bank accounts, in disgust, the man faded into thin air.

  • 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”

  • Tampering With  Destiny 

    The days pass by, knowing what I know about the future that is yet to be lived, keeping secrets from them, tricking the monsters so that I can survive in this beautiful earth, that was cruel not long ago, but everything has changed.

    I no longer need to clutch upon my poor soul anymore, for I can now leave at an instance, leaving everything behind and moving on to the final goal, that is so dark and hurtful. The dreams have been saved, and the path is being restored. At last, everything is smiling, the ravens are disappearing, and the birds are flying again, filling the skies with peace and harmony. Still walking alone, keeping myself distant from the creatures (humans), walking towards the sun, healing my soul, and achieving the dream.
    Breaking free from the darkness, that painted my life with sadness and depression for years, but how long will it be before it finds me again…

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Spells And Hope

    T.W.O.T.E

    “I have written this short article when they were about to put me under their spell; however, I have managed to break the spell  and escape from their cruelty with the my only strength, hope.”

    They have criticized me, making me look like a coward, but I am not feeling sad nor have I ever hated anyone, it is just that I lost hope in the cruel creatures, they have disappointed me many times.

     

    They say that I am rude, just for giving my opinion, but I will not give up until I prove my point, which you will find out in the near future.

     

     

    My life is mine to choose what path I shall take, I do not require your approval or anyone else’s for that matter, stay away from me.

     

     

     

     

     

  • A Life Of Misery (TWOTE)

    This is a different post, a post build upon my true feelings and pain, I can no longer look at myself, without feeling disgusted, because when I succumbed to the darkness, I have made a promise that I shall never ever show my true colours to anyone, deceiving everyone around me with a fake smile upon my face, and constantly saying I am okay.

    Since the day of moving in to my new environment (the darkness), I couldn’t feel anything but pain, convinced that it is the only way to survive upon this earth. At first I loved how I was so dark and secretive, and the only thing that they know about me is a name, that they must have forgotten since I disappeared. Looking at each one of them, with great anger, a stream of black rays revolving around my soul, trying to take over my body, I didn’t hesitate to leave the earth, for I have thought that it is the end that I have waited for. Thrown on the ground by a guy with red aura shining so bright that for a second I thought that it is emitting heat, lectured and tortured by him, and finally it combined with my soul.

    Everyday is the same filled with sadness and depression, wandering around the country with a huge smile on my face, everyone kept their distance from me, as they thought that I was crazy and dangerous, laughing at the children when I see one, “never grow up” I shouted with a shivering voice. Deceived many with my act,  as it was the plan from the start,  trying to understand the humans and the world. Sometimes I feel as though everyone around me is a threat,and that I must leave A.S.A.P. After years of trying to make it out of the darkness, and come out to the world, and have a second chance with humans, I was disappointed as it lead me back deeper into the darkness, at that moment I have made my decision which was to stay away from the humans, chasing dreams and living my life away from the humans.

    “There Is Still Hope”