The Emptiness
Im not sure how to describe the feeling in order to help you understand. in fact i dont know if there is such a way to describe it without ultimately torturing you with it so that you can understand. These feelings, these . . . shadows that creep around in my heart, they dont cause a pain as we know, but they are non the less painful.
It is only best described as nothing more then a endless emptiness. A void, a black hole, a bottomless pit of loneliness, emptiness and sadness. Something that i feel im losing control of.
My fight has raged for many, many years, with nothing being stable, the battle constantly going backwards and forwards with no clear end in sight. The only consistency about it has been the emptiness. Nothing can fill it. Nothing can end it. It is what it is, and most likely always will be.
How can you defend yourself, when it is you you are fighting?
By now your probably thinking, “this is just a bunch of mindless rabbling on, nothing more then a dumping of thoughts feelings and emotions on some easily accessible blog on the internet”.
This is all i have left. This is all i have left that i know will always be here. My only ally in a bloody war in which the only victims are my self esteem and sanity.
I dont know if any of you have ever experienced the loss of these, but the world is a cold and dark place without either of these accompanying you in your quest for freedom.
Sometimes i think i can physically feel the shadows. Their brethren eating into my veins, muscles and heart, consuming the last ounces of a human spirit within the vessel of my body. When i look in the mirror, i know longer see a young man. I see the rotting vessel of a once proud human being, the broken spirit of an endless potential.
And yet the irony of it is, i dont know any other life without the company of the shadows. They have been there from the beginning. And they may very well be there till the end. The destroyers of my soul, and the only ones that truly understand how i feel.
Am I brave enough to destroy them and enter the world without them? Alone for the very first time without them in my veins?
The world is a scary place. So much sadness. So much hatred. Life itself is nothing more than a despotic regime. We are slaves to the desire to feed our bodies, urges to interact with others, work day in day out from 9 - 5 in jobs we hate so we can boast about the new plasma tv we just purchased - all to be the envy of others for 30 seconds before the novelty disappears.
I feel so alone. I feel so . . . empty. I just wish i could have someone that could fill the void. Someone that would understand. Someone that will stay with me during the good times and the bad times. A partner who would never turn their back on me.
. . . .
Ive given up hope on believing such a thing exists. Perhaps my last true friend who will do something for me will be the razor . . . . .
At least i know it will always cut
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