The Journey 596

Category: cruel

  • The Choice is Yours !

    My weary body cannot take any more damage. I am a wreck. My soul is beginning to fade with every cruelty that it experiences, thought that if I endured the pain I would become powerful, but it was too much for my vessel and its inhabitant.

    Every step I walk I could feel my body tearing apart, with every breath I take, I could taste the blood in my throat; of all the things that I have decided to suppress and never express; for it will do no good to anyone. The feelings are eating me alive. Feeding upon the goodness of my heart, for I have never hated nor been cruel to anyone. For the path that I have chosen forbids such evil sins to be committed. Broken like a shattered glass, to thousands of pieces, pieces of my life gone to waste, although it is not impossible to fix, I have decided to give up, for life has given up on me a long time ago.

    In the chronicles of misery, the boy wrote, about those who deserved better than this earth, that is filled with cruelty and hatred. To all those who suffered, there will be a time when you will come to realize that everything you went through was just an unpaved path towards your dream.

  • The Curse Of The Righteous

    I’m leaving you all behind, the righteous man screamed with despair. Where are you headed, the creatures spoke, with a tone of compassion, that was recognized by the righteous man as a joke, for they are devious and can be deceivable.

    Packing all his belongings into a bag and dashed towards the horizon, without any destination in mind, he thought that his righteousness would take him somewhere better, somewhere peaceful. Although, he never knew that he would end up imprisoned for helping someone out, helping someone who seemed to be in a difficult position, bleeding. Unfortunately it was a trap done by the creatures to gain money from whoever tries to patch up the bleeding guy. Later at night he was bailed out by an old lady, whom seemed to be knowledgeable of the curse that follows the righteous.

    The righteous and pure hearted, seem to fall into a chain of difficult situations because of them thinking that everyone around them to be pure hearted and righteous and that they cannot be deceivable nor devious; for they think good about all creatures. As soon as the righteous man realized that no one can be trusted, and that in order to survive he has himself, the book, and the long journey ahead.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Closure

    T.W.O.T.E

    Chapter: 1214161718

    What is trust? How can one be so stupid, for the repetition of the same sin towards my soul, is wearing me down? Is it simply because of the nature of my heart, that I would think good of everyone, or is it desperation? Another quest shall be taken in order to end the cycle of this misery, towards the Darkness I head, seeking the truth, the ultimate solution that shall put an end to this pathetic situation.

    I am coming home, returning back to the place where I can rest and find peace, going back to the place where no betrayal and no pain can be done. I have come a far way, where I thought I would never ever need to go back, thought of taking every challenge on my way without turning back, but I have failed, and here I have passing through the memories, walking past my achievements that I have conquered, with every checkpoint I reach, the memories play in my head, trying to tell me to move on and never give up, comforting me, asking me to proceed with my journey even though the odds are against me.

    At last, I have reached home, to the safest place on the surface of the earth; the Darkness. The voices started to whisper calming my soul, tending to my wounds. As the process of healing takes time, I ought to think about the obstacle that blocked my path, not only once but many. The curse is an annual event, occurs every year, does not have a fixed date yet it has a great effect upon the soul of I. For the deed that has taken place is far greater for the soul to endure, nor the heart has the capacity to forgive. As soon as I realized that I am becoming one of them I returned back to find closure and then proceed with my path.

  • The End Of Darkness

    T.W.O.T.E

    Now that I have severed all bonds; for it is a torture to witness their cruelty. Wandering around peacefully along the endless road of life, shockingly not waiting for the end, but rather looking forward to the future that awaits.

    In my healing process, I have begun meditating to understand life better and to gain peace of mind from all the thoughts that accumulate in my head. Organising the thoughts, ideas that seemed random at first, unable to understand; flowing rapidly one after the other, it was overwhelming. Clarity, the thing that I thought was impossible to achieve, now I know better; only you can decide whether you will be able to achieve something or not. The nightmares have gone, disappeared, but left behind valuable lessons. I will no longer let myself undergo the same mistakes, for it is not their fault alone, I assisted in a way that I could never imagine would hurt me. Kindness, when given to someone that does not deserve it, becomes a victim of their cruelty.

    I have changed, I am no longer the victim. A new chapter shall begin, beautiful lessons will be given that shall help you in your journey of life.

  • Have Pride In Who You Are !

    A Captive Of Society

    Chapter One: Pages 1-2

     

    Purity is found in all of us, but only few remain unpolluted, for all the rest are stuck in an endless puppet show; for they never fought for themselves, never tried to be themselves, and so they accepted their fate……

    It is unbearable, the feeling is coming back, and the voices are louder than ever, they are trying to manipulate me, convince me to do things, persuade me to be myself and be free. Free from the clutches of society, the chains squeezed my skin, as I once escaped, now the chains are thicker and heavier. The warden with his magical potions experimenting on me, trying to come up with the ultimate spell to turn me into one of his puppets.

    The voices rapidly reject the potions, and so he turned to his black book of spells and casted a powerful spell that the voices had to make me enter a state of unconsciousness to wear it off. After years of being held captive in one of the facilities the doctors had given up and so they have tortured me daily, but I could not give them, the only thing that separates me from them humans; it is my unique and true self that I am proud of, I do not follow nor lead, therefore, I create my own way. Weary unable to move, as the hammer cracked my bones and the hooks clutched into my skin. In a huge wheel, I was tied and I could feel the skin tear apart with every turn the wheel takes.

    At the time, I ought to give up, for there is nothing to do that shall break me free; however, the voices fiercely told me, “there is nothing that could to stop us, but only if you believe.” So I believed even though the odds were against me, and there was no chance for me to break free from their hooks, but somehow I managed to disappear….

  • Soul, Monster and I

    We all have a monster within our bodies, some of which are trapped behind our souls, observing, waiting to regain its strength from the cruel creatures to break free and unleash its full potential. On the other hand, some of us were able to tame these vulgar creatures that are sharing our vessel. The weak humans will be conquered as soon as the monster takes control and unleash the evil that it has gained over the years and soon the soul will be shoved far away into the abyss, scared, shivering, and unable to move; for the power that has been unleashed into the body is the unstoppable wrath of hatred.
    We were born together, we shared every memory the good and bad, whilst the monster favored the bad memories and fed on them and grew faster, and slowly pushing the pure soul away, or rather poisoning it. It reminds the soul of what has been done to it, reminding it of all the cruel things that have happened, blaming the soul for everything. Filled with guilt the soul soon realized what should be done in order to not become weak. At the nursery they were able to identify me for who I am, they saw right through me, they saw the emptiness, they saw the shattered pieces of my beloved soul, and so they waited for me until it was our nap time, to grab me and lock me up in the chamber where they performed their rituals on me, trying to bring my soul back.
    For years they have kept me in the chambers thinking that they will be able to cast the evil spirit away and make my pure soul return back to its vessel; however, their plan never worked and never will, for the monster and I are one.

  • Addressing The Problem

    T.W.O.T.E

    Chapter 100 – Repentance 

    Tiredness and emptiness, am I missing something? Have I lost in this game of life, or am I just down the wrong path? Wondering as to where I shall end up, overthinking the circumstances, trying grasp every possible outcome; however neither of what I grasp occur, except for a few minor situations that I was able to dodge, but the rest hit me so hard that it turned my life upside down, spinning in this cycle of life what have I become what am I possibly going to achieve from such a cruel world. The problem remains in my head.

    A mindset that I have to alter, and practices that I must change in order to be what I have always wanted to be. Condemned by the negativity, thinking about the others whilst forgetting about myself, my soul. Shattered into tiny pieces, and then a cry of help from beneath my heart, shivering as the voices started to be clearer and closer. Voices that I have ignored and by so, I no longer know who I am.

    In sadness, the world cried for the soul that never thrived, in tears of great remorse for the dreams that have been slipped away by the cruel creatures who took it upon themselves to destroy others. Monsters that slipped away from their apocalyptic reality and into our world they’ve entered, giving their sins another chance to ruin yet another earth.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Stuck In The Past

    Sometimes the past can be so cruel that it never leaves you in peace. Trying to move on with your life, but every time you try to get past the emotions and feelings, and move on, life reminds you of what has happened, or rather yourself reminds your pathetic soul that you are not good enough to move on.

    In loops of sadness and disappointment you are stuck, cannot possibly think of a solution other than diving into worlds of dreams. A dream walker is someone who is known for the gift to see what lies far beyond this universe; alternate universes that is. While in grief hating to wake up, and start the day when the sun rises like what most average humans do. Loving the darkness of the night, that comes with true feelings and emotions. It is when the lies are hidden, and where humans speak of only the truth. It is the time when you become honest to yourself; trying to fix the little pieces that have been shattered in the past, but it takes time depending on your personality, whether you like to overthink and try to understand why while trying to fix your life. Furthermore, there are who are focused more on fixing their lives, rather than understanding what, why, how they have become to the state that they are in.

    All in all, there is still hope, you only have to believe and everything will fall into place. Keep on living.

  • Stupidity !

    TWOTE

    Chapter 40 


    Who am I, to judge. I am no longer in the position to ask why, and based on what assumptions are they targeting there cruelty upon me for. In silence I walk away, no matter what the situation is I remain silent; no words can possibly portray the contents of my heart.



    Distancing myself from them, decreasing my social circle, not sure if I even had one. Clashing through the tides of life like there is no tomorrow. Trying to survive and searching for a way to live peacefully for the rest of my life. Frustrated, as to what they all think about me, but who to blame for such stupidity other than myself. In ruins I have been left with little pieces left of what is called the future.



    A plot twist soon shall be revealed, and in shock it shall be to those whom were taking my soul for granted.

  • A Terrifying Game Called Life 

    At dawn, when the sun is shimmering, softly that it takes away the tiredness and laziness from the creatures. Starting the day with a beautiful view and a cup of coffee, followed by a short run, that shall make you energised and ready to fight the obstacles that shall be presented to you once you set your foot out of your house.

     

    Trying to focus on the final goal, while being busy, fighting the daily dilemmas, with the cruel creatures; fighting for the soul. Working hard and making progress, which shortens the distance of the final goal. Thinking of it as a mission, every time the sun rises, and the night targeting its darkness elsewhere. A set of tasks some of them are repeated daily while the other set have a specific date and time, all of these tasks must be followed in order. Rules that has been created precisely after witnessing the cruel creatures for decades: a spell that repels their negativity and cruelty.

     

    Giving life a meaning again, for the soul has been retrieved. Working hard and enjoying the process, with hope. Patient as to what the future holds from obstacles and bliss.