Darkness...
Maybe I've been dreaming too much; visualizing life for all it could be. Heaven; that thing men crave for, it seems so dull compared to the possibilities of this universe. Eternity just depresses me; I don’t feel I want to live forever. The ending...that is the most beautiful part of a story.
I am young, yet I feel like it’s already too late. I feel like I've missed out. I will just go on along this path...along this slipstream of all the hollow souls that have passed through this world...worthless. Is it all my fault? But all that I fantasize about; it was almost impossible for me to achieve…this era, these people, this body, this...fate. The die is cast now.
I do not seek knowledge, I do not just seek pleasure...I do not understand exactly what I seek; but it is some kind of wholeness...before I die; so the afterlife won’t matter one way or the other. But I feel so empty…so far away from anything I want to be...my memories so far from being those that could make a man content in death...
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dreams and fantasies are a mercy and a curse; they let us taste that which we crave, but then they fade away...
yesterday they all left me and i felt so alone in this strange world.
i need a personal muse or something.
introverts aren't perverts, even homosexuals aren't anymore i suppose. and stop referring to homos on my site anyway. and loneliness and depression aren't something to pity someone over. you might just find yourself in darkness someday.