The Journey 596

Category: sad

  • I Miss You

    Days have passed, without any pain or misery. As I try to remember what the thing that I have missed is, and that is making me feel weird, I am lost yet again. Entered my mind seeking the stripe of memories, to find out that you are the only one in it. All the memories that I have shared with my friends and family have disappeared, replaced to be exact, by the only person that matters to me.

     

    Although my heart has suffered from your actions, but for some reason it is still in love with you, my mind on the other hand lies and covers up the truth, so that I would not hate you. I moved on, and I have chosen my partner to accompany me through my journey, but there is always a place for you in my heart.

     

    Driving away with the most beautiful, yet dangerous creature that I have ever known. It keeps my secrets and contains my story…

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Recent Events

    Everything is going to be fine, I whispered as I continued walking on the path that I have chosen. Thank you for taking part in my journey, this is not goodbye, because I am sure that we will meet again, at some point in life.

    I am moving on with my journey, a few more miles and I will reach the ocean of knowledge. Upon arrival, something strange happened to me, I felt as though I have missed something, I wondered for a while, and then proceeded towards the hall of Myths and Legends. Diving into the mythical creatures and legends of humans who once roamed the earth, was very helpful, I have acquired the journal, now I must continue my way towards the final goal.

    The night is crawling in and the light has slowly disappeared, I am fine, I muttered continuously until I fell asleep.

     

     

  • History Of The Heart

    In silence, we try to hide our pain, fabricating the reality that we are living in,  just so that we can survive. Moving on seems to be a simple task , but one must go through a series of phases in order move on, which are denial, anger, depression, and finally acceptance.Love is a spell, if it is done correctly it will be a gift, but if it is not it will be a curse.

    A heart that I must put together daily, so fragile and weak. I never cared about any human other than you. You said dreams do not come true, while mine was to speak to you. Cruel creatures trying to awaken my hatred with their actions, but that is not going to happen, because I do not care anymore, besides I think hatred is a weakness.

    Feeling vulnerable, I must retreat for I need to regain my energy so that I can move on with my journey, the journey of 596….

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • The End ?

    Writing a story is great when you actually know how it ends, but sometimes finding an ending for a story can be hard, the writers go through a tough time choosing the perfect ending in order to present to us their masterpiece.

     

    I have started writing my story not so long ago, hoping that it will be of use to those who are lost in the future. Sharing tips based on my experience, on how to survive in this world. A blog that contains my thoughts on life, and how I turned the anger and sadness into stories and thoughts. Pouring my feelings and emotions into words and sentences helped me figure a way out of my misery.

     

    As for how my journey shall end, I have not thought about it yet, but I know that reaching my final goal is not the end of my story, because to me everyday is a new adventure.

     

     

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Unlocking My Mind

    My mind, where the thoughts and imaginations flow accordingly, has somehow collapsed, leaving it empty. The feeling of being unable to complete a task this simple, disturbs my existence, I cannot imagine, literally.

    Closing my eyes, concentrating on unleashing a thought, but without any progress. My life turned upside down, I cannot build up a single thought in my mind, even the imaginations flew out of my head, I have become dull and the worst part is that I am stuck in reality. Being calm and not thinking about the problem helped a lot in recovering my mind, now that I am back to normal, I am entering the darkness to check upon the memories to see what caused this to happen.

    You can overcome anything only if you want to, and you must work hard to unlock your potential.

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Be Ready !

    Planning is required in this universe, everyone plans whether it is for work or life, and you must have some sort of plan in order to survive in this planet.

     

    Planning is the key to achieving wonders, because you are ready, you will be able to overcome the obstacles, therefore you will reach your goal. At this point  you cannot be stopped, you are focused on your goal, and you will keep on moving forward until you fulfill your goals.

     

     

    Do not let anyone hold you back, unleash your potential, create your own path, and accomplish your goals, even if it means to be alone…

     

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

     

     

  • The Vision Of Truth

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    A terrible night, I could not sleep, the headache was unbearable, I tried walking, but the earth seems to be unstable, it is shaking, is it an earthquake? I panicked and collapsed on the floor. 

    Waking up to the truth, the deeds that we have forgotten, my vision has changed, the majority of humans have turned into bodies of fire, the houses are bursting into flames, the humans are not aware of the truth. Is it true, that we are doomed? Trying to act normal around the humans, scared and nervous, but I managed to adapt to their new appearance, as if their old appearance was not scary enough.
     

    The cemetery was the safest spot, the creatures never get close, they are afraid to leave, clutching onto life with everything that they have got, but they cannot escape death, a road that we will eventually have to cross someday. 

                        “There Is Still Hope”

  • Fighting My Own Mind !

    This way the creature said pointing towards the room that I will be living in for the rest of my life, in the sanatorium. How easy it is for the creatures to describe my situation as an illness, and that they can cure me.

     

    An illness that requires a brain to stop working and the thoughts to stop overflowing. Closing my eyes, floating in total darkness, a voice that seemed so familiar said, “Beware of the voices, I have warned you before, but you did not listen. This is your mess; you will have to fight this alone.”

     

     

    After the second day, I can no longer tell a dream from reality, the patients around me looked like as if they have found their peace of mind, but in reality, they have lost the battle, and were defeated. The voices haunted me, trying to make me succumb, but that is not going to happen, because I never give up.

     

    Battled the voices for years, and tried everything I could to win the fight, but failed miserably. Knowing that ignoring it is not the perfect solution, but I needed some time to rest, heal the wounds, and come up with an idea to win this battle.

     

    “There Is Still Hope”

  • Dead, But Still Breathing…

    There will be no survivors, everyone is going to die, but the question is when and how.
    A man told me once that the worst thing a human being can go through is being dead, but alive. When someone is suffering from mental disorders, and life becomes a living hell, this victim of society slowly draws himself away from everyone, isolating himself from the real world, depending on his situation, he can either choose to be mad, and forget the past, while still being happy, or he can choose to suffer and experience death in its supreme power, that is to die while you are still alive.
    When your heart fails to comprehend the severe emotions, and you feel the emptiness in your body, then realizing that its where your soul used to be, you become less interested in what others think, not caring about anything or anyone. A goal to just survive until the next day, to experience far greater pain,  and waiting helplessly for it to end.
    Stay positive and live happily, it is okay to be alone, it is not the end of the world, besides, it saves you from a lot of pain.
     ” There Is Still Hope”

  • Unable To Communicate

    Isolated boy haven’t yet seen much of the world, in a house he spent his whole life, dreaming and gazing at the rays of hope. His family were his whole universe, never had he ever dreamed of a family that cares so much about him to the point where he was held a captive.

    The end of the front yard was the limit, crossing over to the next side was so terrifying and scary, that the boy tiptoes whenever he was on duty of watering the plants. “My parents aren’t the ones to blame”,  the boy screamed with anger, pushing himself away from his universe, left stranded in a whole new world, where everyone seems to be having a great time, talking to one another,  communications that seemed so easy and enjoyable. The poor outsider felt uncomfortable and nervous, walking in fear, and talking to himself, looking as though he is mad or has a mental condition.

    The pure conscience of the boy was wounded by the hatred and negativity of the community, feeling sick, couldn’t bear the pain, the poor soul cried until there is no more tears to fall, his eyes drained, and soon collapsed and the world had disappeared.

    “There Is Still Hope”