The Journey 596

Tag: mind

  • 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.

  • 2018 ?

    A new year means a new beginning, another chance presented to be able to change, and become someone you have always dreamt of becoming. Tracing your footsteps back to the problems and mistakes that haunted you in the past, and coming up with solutions and above all learning from them and never falling into the same mistake ever again.

    Resolve to never drift apart from your path, fight to stay in it, never give up and above all believe in yourself. We all dream, but only a few have the courage to work and build their dreams and making it their reality. Dreams can be achieved, have the mindset to tackle any difficulties and distance yourself from the negative thoughts that surround your capability. Believe in yourself, even when no one else does, do not wait for anyone to support you or accept you. A soul should not hide its beauty from the world just to be accepted. At times of difficulties do not search for someone to care about you; wipe your tears and work harder and learn from your mistakes, for the person whom really cares about you does not need to be searched for, it is only a matter of time until they become a part of your journey.

    Stay positive and healthy and do not lose your spark. Assemble your goals into a sheet of paper and start achieving them one after the other. Make your life worth it by working hard and believing in yourself.

  • 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.

  • A HITCH

    Held captive, knows nothing about the real world other than from what he reads from the newspapers that are provided to him daily, and the only people that he ever interacted with were the two wardens that were in charge of keeping him from experiencing life for his own. Decisions were made for him; they have slipped him from everything even his soul.

     

    In a room feeling so dead whilst still breathing, fed newspapers daily with articles about war, deaths, and cruelty; An image of the entire human race resonated in his head, creating some sort of anger and loath. Confused whether it is a bliss for him to be held away from such cruel creatures by wardens who slipped him from his soul. Looking at the sunrays retreating from the holes that filled one side of the room, which he believed to be a window in the past.

     

    The night has come, where for most people it is the time to rest and relax; however, for him it meant a stream of thoughts and visions running through his mind all at once, like a seizure leaving him weary for the rest of the night. At dawn he has been awakened from his slumber by the cruel prison guards whom were throwing cold water at him to make him feel refreshed they remarked. Feeling different, yet the anger and loath for his race grew even more, but he managed to lock it away. In a corner, he sat with his untamed mind battling one another for authority. An ongoing battle, he wondered how it shall end; nevertheless he is determined to never give up until he can control his mind.

     

    Crumbling from the endless battles with his mind, feeling empty, unable to function anymore with this emptiness in him, he decided for himself for the first time, which broke the door and tore the walls apart; he smiled with determination to find his soul and purpose. The wardens in shock stood still, not expecting to be disobeyed by him, whom they were nurturing to fit into this cruel reality, sadly they never realized that what they have done, have made him realize that it is up to him to choose the path that he wants to follow or create.

  • 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.

  • 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”