The Journey 596

Category: losing

  • Reaching Hands

    T.W.O.T.E

    >Bonds

    Thought that I would not be able to come out of this hole, for I have fallen many times, with each fall the wound becomes deep, and the spikes at the end of the hole pierce through my body as it captures my soul and decimates my body. Each time I get closer, I lose focus and begin to tremble, as I get pulled into my head. A series of thoughts that I must live through, for the damage that I took is far greater than I can endure on my own.

    In my head, re-living what has already happened to me, and being able to see what I could not see before for I was too kind to realize their evil intent: they were hiding behind a mask. As much as I learn from this phenomenon, and as it tries to let me know that I must return to who I am, return to the path and leave everything behind, I never thought that I would stick for this long, but soon I shall be forced to leave against my will. I wanted to get back to the path, and continue my journey towards the final goal, I thought that I had time on my hands and that I will eventually get there; however, time became limited. I cannot leave, at least not yet. Attached to them, a characteristic that I am not proud of having for it caused me a lot of pain and burned the happiness out of my soul, for some creatures have a thing for betrayal and backstabbing. Luckily, in the end, I have found them, ones that I could count on, and have my back when I fall. Skipping through the thoughts as it tries to make me realize that I am drifting away from the path and that I must reach the final goal.

    As I was climbing out of the hole, I felt the sickness as it travels through my veins, and the weak bones that crack with every move I take. Exhausted, yet I am trying to survive, but the odds were against me as my hands started to lose its grip, I felt that my time has been rescheduled, and so I succumbed and tried to let go when their hands reached me and pulled me out of my misery, and I am thankful and grateful for them ever since.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • 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 Fallen Warrior

    Chapter One

    In the past, before we humans roamed the earth, different beings were created and they were called the beasts. The beasts were cruel and they kill anyone who comes in their way even if it was one of their own, but mostly the animals and trees. They brought destruction upon the earth, and with pools of blood all over the earth, an infectious disease spreads like a flock of flies.
    The healthy beasts burnt the sick and continued roaming the earth to cause destruction, up until a warrior, one of their own became of an age and was blessed with a gift of a righteous heart, with a mission to stop his ancestors from ruining the earth. The warrior tried convincing his clan to stop their wrath upon the earth and told them that the earth is a beautiful place and filled with mysteries, therefore we must not take it for granted, for only peace and righteousness could withstand such beauty. They shunned him away and told him if he was ever in their way they would not hesitate to end his life on earth and send him to the purgatory. The warrior replied, in time you will understand the will that has been sent to me and I am leaving for the punishment is about to be sent if you do not stop your killings and destruction, and so he left with great remorse and sadness for his clan is about to be annihilated.
    Years have passed and the punishment is yet to be done upon those whom are ruining the earth and its resources. The warrior could not wait anymore and took it upon himself to end his clan once and for all. He stalked them and until they were in line and as soon as the darkness covered the earth and before the stars could light up the way he started assassinating one after the other except for their leader, the elder beast; he was nowhere near the clan, the warrior continued his search for the elder beast, but in despair, he failed. At the end of the canal, the warrior stood seeking answers, and what he was enlightened with did not satisfy him, for he has sinned.
    The tale of the beasts rests within the journal of the warrior, titled The Fallen Warrior.

  • 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”

  • 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.

     

  • Regret !

    Nervousness, shivering, and unable to bear this pressure that is cycling around me, containing me in loops of sadness and confusion. Confused as to what I will be, and whether there is a chance for me to climb out of this one.
    As everybody left, and the feeling of loneliness started to consume his heart, he began to write into his journal the events of what shall be, and forged his name with a force that showed great remorse of what he unleashed upon his soul. In tears he began to accumulate the memories, every single one of them, the good and the bad. In a pit he threw the memories that have wronged his soul, while the happy memories that he cherished, in his heart he stored them; to remind him of the good times that he had and how he was determined to win no matter how many times he failed, forging his path along the way.
    Now that we made ameds, my soul and I, we shall never let any creature wrong us, no matter who this creature is. A red line, if crossed, great consequences shall be unleashed upon his heart and soul.
    As he realised what he has done, and learned from his mistakes, he stated that he shall continue his journey on his path heading towards the final goal.