Chapter 1 - "The Darkness"
Submitted September 11, 2004 Updated September 11, 2004 Status Incomplete | a short story about my life in the dark times. that same mindset occurs to me every night
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Chapter 1 - "The Darkness"
Chapter 1 - "The Darkness"
Life has finally come to end, after so much pain and misery. After so many attempts of suicide, so many wonderings of existence. We are thoroughly moved by this thing called life. It confuses us, everything is just so confusing! Especially when things are wrong with you. When you hear things that don't exist, think things that are un-natural to the way of life. When you are confined to your own mind. No words of what you are feeling may pass your lips. You are caught in a web of no-resistance. It's hard to live life when you are unhappy. Why can't I just be happy? Why can't I be normal? Why is everyone against me, why can't they accept my difference? What is my problem; am I diseased? I take a step forward, they back away. I just want to show love towards the world. But they don't even want my love. They would rather shut me away, and never have to deal with me. And the only reason is because I'm different. I feel as though I just want to abandon it. I don't get the respect that I give to them. It may seem like a joke, but I feel things at a different level than they do. No one can understand how huge the little things are to me. You may be able to laugh, and I may laugh along, but inside, I'm screaming. I want to let out the noise, let them all know. But my mind restrains me so I have to keep it closed. NO one notices my fake smiles and wide eyes. No one sees the pained look I have on my face. They are consumed with themselves. They never look for the issues that may be underlying. I try to help people with their problems, because I want them to have a light heart. A heart that I'll never have. A heart no one will help me achieve. I am stuck with my dark heart, one that will never leave.
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Live_Like_You_Mean_It on February 10, 2006, 4:46:49 PM
Many times I lie awake, at night, thinking the exact same thoughts as you have written down in this article. I'm glad to know there is some-one else like me ;)rosecrow13 on February 7, 2006, 7:01:28 AM
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I understand what it is like, I hang out with friends and sometimes they just don't understand. Sometimes i see things that no one else can. Your not alone. It is reasuring that I am not alone as well. Nice descriptions too.jade_princess on July 11, 2005, 10:35:09 PM
I hate it when people act like they understand me. they can't because their not like me, their arroganty backstabbing bastards. Truly idon't know why though because now that i think about it i don't even understand myself, i hate it, i guess i'm just tired of waking up in the morning knowing that i will have to face another day. I know i'm just some weird freaky sounding gal on the net but just remember your never alone just keep trying out life and hope that one day it'll get better, i guess i'm not one to talk but i appreciate your story cuz it reminds me that there are others like me. thanx ^.^
Inus_little_friend93 on July 5, 2005, 12:00:21 PM
I get what your saying, your not the only one out there. "Magic and wizards are out there so when you look out of your window and you see your brother, naked riding on a five headed cat shaped like a cow you know who did it"