LIFE IS SIMPLY A HORROR HAPPENING. Part 1.
Sadness accumulates in your heart and at some points, you found yourself contemplating a suicide only to escape from the harsh actuality.
Happiness is so rare and that without enduring every kind of suffering you might never find happiness you deserve as a human, brutality this life subjects you to, will only shed tears from your eyes,as though,a river is overflowing.
There's nothing you can do to change anything about the fact that you want to disappear from the face of the ugly earth. Walking away from all the people and start a conversation with yourself,series of questions arise from your mind at fastest pace,as if someone stands right therein and chuck them out in dozens. You hit the climax of your thinking, in the name of answering them,in the process your confusions and illusions get mixed up together, you think as hard as you can but nothing helpful can come out of it,solution is nowhere to be found,it remains unsolved and add up some aching to that you're already feeling.
You just feel so much emptiness in you,you wanna cry all this distraction shits out louder you can. No one is gonna safe you from yourself and from the outside forces that controls your behaviour and made you strange to yourself. Days and nights in your world are equally dark. The story of a brighter days that people talks about is something unknown and you are so eager to at least witness for once,you only knew of the perturbs that will never go away.
You could wonder who to trust, all human beings are created equal and few you met before have already taught you enough. Those you used to know are no longer the same people,everybody is changing,your childhood friends are now strangers. Your homies who you grew up with, you are wondering where they could really be at,instead of where they should be. It's so sad and almost impossible to believe that some of them are gone.
It's beyond imagination how possibly could it be that life is shutting on you,what are the people exactly living for? Well,kindest and realest people are not in existence, your wishes of wanting to go back to when everything was alright will never be granted. People that are alive are nothing more than a disgrace to the human race.
There's nothing to be much happier about, no matter how much your most beloved ones,loves and cares for you,in one of this wretched days they will all leave you finally and permanently or you will leave them for good and then it just remain a history to either of one party that left behind. Nothing seems funny anymore, it's completely different and totally hazardous to cope with.
You're standing there in the middle of nowhere,hopeless and helplessly. Chains of unsolvable sorrows and misery surrounds you,looking around and hot tears found its way down your cheeks,your heart is melting and your head wanna burst because of the unbearable situation. It's like your sanity is being measured, you don't wanna be with yourself, you only wish God would have created a red button where you can press to restart your life and refresh yourself but it's just a wish.
Where the hell contentment is? Life is playing a hard game on you. You put all the blames on yourself and on the destiny,question come from your inner part, why me,why? As you look up at the sky and wait for an answer from the helper beyond it. You know well that a life is a written book, where you're a mere character in it,but you're wondering how unfair your role to play is,as you turn the page you only face another terrible phase.
It's so unfortunate, the more you strive to be an angel the more you become a beast.Is life a play written by a bad writer? Could it be that world is not an ideal and a better place for a human beings to live??!
Sadness accumulates in your heart and at some points, you found yourself contemplating a suicide only to escape from the harsh actuality.
Happiness is so rare and that without enduring every kind of suffering you might never find happiness you deserve as a human, brutality this life subjects you to, will only shed tears from your eyes,as though,a river is overflowing.
There's nothing you can do to change anything about the fact that you want to disappear from the face of the ugly earth. Walking away from all the people and start a conversation with yourself,series of questions arise from your mind at fastest pace,as if someone stands right therein and chuck them out in dozens. You hit the climax of your thinking, in the name of answering them,in the process your confusions and illusions get mixed up together, you think as hard as you can but nothing helpful can come out of it,solution is nowhere to be found,it remains unsolved and add up some aching to that you're already feeling.
You just feel so much emptiness in you,you wanna cry all this distraction shits out louder you can. No one is gonna safe you from yourself and from the outside forces that controls your behaviour and made you strange to yourself. Days and nights in your world are equally dark. The story of a brighter days that people talks about is something unknown and you are so eager to at least witness for once,you only knew of the perturbs that will never go away.
You could wonder who to trust, all human beings are created equal and few you met before have already taught you enough. Those you used to know are no longer the same people,everybody is changing,your childhood friends are now strangers. Your homies who you grew up with, you are wondering where they could really be at,instead of where they should be. It's so sad and almost impossible to believe that some of them are gone.
It's beyond imagination how possibly could it be that life is shutting on you,what are the people exactly living for? Well,kindest and realest people are not in existence, your wishes of wanting to go back to when everything was alright will never be granted. People that are alive are nothing more than a disgrace to the human race.
There's nothing to be much happier about, no matter how much your most beloved ones,loves and cares for you,in one of this wretched days they will all leave you finally and permanently or you will leave them for good and then it just remain a history to either of one party that left behind. Nothing seems funny anymore, it's completely different and totally hazardous to cope with.
You're standing there in the middle of nowhere,hopeless and helplessly. Chains of unsolvable sorrows and misery surrounds you,looking around and hot tears found its way down your cheeks,your heart is melting and your head wanna burst because of the unbearable situation. It's like your sanity is being measured, you don't wanna be with yourself, you only wish God would have created a red button where you can press to restart your life and refresh yourself but it's just a wish.
Where the hell contentment is? Life is playing a hard game on you. You put all the blames on yourself and on the destiny,question come from your inner part, why me,why? As you look up at the sky and wait for an answer from the helper beyond it. You know well that a life is a written book, where you're a mere character in it,but you're wondering how unfair your role to play is,as you turn the page you only face another terrible phase.
It's so unfortunate, the more you strive to be an angel the more you become a beast.Is life a play written by a bad writer? Could it be that world is not an ideal and a better place for a human beings to live??!
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