The Journey 596

Tag: lonely

  • 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”

  • 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”

  • 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”

  • Words Like Bullets 

    In a stormy night, a child with hope and motivation arose so high into the sky. Mumbling about his dreams, and then he finally chose his path, a voice from above the skies replied to the doubts in his eyes, and asked of this child to find his soul that he has lost, in order to accomplish his goal.
    The child looked everywhere for his soul, but could not find a clue about the whereabouts of his soul. The child has searched the earth for his soul, but he forgot to search within himself, he forgot to search deep down in his heart and mind where the soul must lie. The child decided to close his eyes and look for his soul in his mind, and then he came across his past, which is full of sadness, he endured the pain, and continued the search for his soul. Into the heart, he has reached to find the cracks that was caused by the pain. Deep down into his heart he found a light, hiding in the darkness behind the walls, scared to encounter the humans ever again.
    Words are like bullets it can either harm you or save you, so before you talk, you must first think about the words that will come out of your mouth, and how it is going to affect the person you are talking to, think twice before you say anything.

    “There Is Still Hope”