I've just kinda been free typing
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Thread Topic: I've just kinda been free typing
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Keep them out.
No one is allowed.
This place...its sacred.
They are tainted.
They will ruin it, take it away, corrupt it.
They are unworthy of it.
Avoid them Avoid them. Avoid them avoid them avoid them! Avoid them!
They will cause nothing but pain.
That is all they will do.
Deceived in every way possible. That is what they will do to you. They will lie, cheat, and feign happiness to mess with your mind. Then drop everything from their shoulders to yours in the cruelest of ways. They will pretend with their forced apologetic expressions and tones. They will give you what you want to hear then go back on what they say as if it never occurred. They will take everything. Until.there is nothing
Just a shell. The life form inside having died and rotted away long ago. That shell will still move though, carrying nothing with it as it goes. It breathes. It eats. It sleeps. But it does not live. A moving corpse, waiting to collapse once whatever last bit of energy fueling it runs out.
What becomes of the shell? It, too, rots away. Becoming one with the world around it, one way or another. Food for a scavenging animal, another over priced piece of wood buried six feet under or further, ashes that get blown away by the wind kept in a vase for the mourner to display to the world.
I can feel it now. My heart, no, this black hole, has collapsed. Soon there will be nothing but another walking corpse. Waiting for its energy to run out so it can die completely.
Or so the case would be...if this damaged soul was alone.
It is not alone, it is not homeless. It has somewhere to be, somewhere to go, somewhere to call home. It may hide away for some time, but it will not die. not like all the others. It will not become food for some starving animal, a waste of money, or ashes to be viewed by others. No, this soul will make it. It will be okay.
Although it is injured, it will repair. It will become anew. Refreshed and ready to return one day. But not today, nor tomorrow. But some day. This soul will return stronger than ever.
No matter what pain it suffers in its life, it will stand strong. It will get through the day. Like today. It made it, doing its best to live, to enjoy, to survive. The heart may hurt, but so long as there is a ray of light in all the darkness, the soul's mind will not crumble.
No one else is necessary. The soul must work for itself. It must mend and become one once more. Others are crutches. Unnecessary crutches that hinder the process. And as much as it wants help, it will not accept. It will not accept defeat. It will not allow further deception. It will fight on its own, become a champion among Heaven, Hell, and Earth.
It will not give in.
That soul will not fear. It will dive in headfirst. Refusing to become nothing more than an empty waste of space, facing fear and pain, while also experiencing love and joy. Meeting new people by the day, making new friends and working to keep old ones.
And one day, after that soul has healed well enough, it will hopefully become lighter, less aggressive, more willing to help like it used to. It will thrive for one thing, and one thing only; to be recognized. Remembered for years to come, even after its flame is extinguished.
It will fight.
It will not allow outsiders.
It will heal itself with everything it has.
And it will soon return,
Stronger than it ever was.
It will aid other injured souls in desperate need.
And although it will not always be a joyous soul,
It will still do everything to maintain its life.
Its sanity.
Its humanity.
It will never die as long as it fights.
Even if the soul is misunderstood, and others leave its side, it will always have its sanity. Its sense of humanity. It will always be alive.
But first, it must rest
And forget the past.. -
Damn GTQ took out all my apostrophes..
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BabyChocolate NewbieWowwww this is amazing!
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