Despair
Such a dark, dark, lonely place.
The horrifying feeling of the absence of all control.
Deeper, and deeper, and deeper. There is no end.
Awash by the torrents of random raw emotions.
None of them good.
Powerless against them, they crash upon you over, and over, and over.
And over.
Bruised, battered, exhausted. Immobilized.
The inability to think, to feel, to comprehend.
Reaching out but forever lost,
A complete shut-down of the soul.
The horrifying feeling of the absence of all control.
Deeper, and deeper, and deeper. There is no end.
Awash by the torrents of random raw emotions.
None of them good.
Powerless against them, they crash upon you over, and over, and over.
And over.
Bruised, battered, exhausted. Immobilized.
The inability to think, to feel, to comprehend.
Reaching out but forever lost,
A complete shut-down of the soul.
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