Piano Keys [Discontinued]

Chapter Eleven and a Half - Voice in My Nightmares

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No...
When your hope is gone, it can't come back. That's what you should believe. It doesn't matter who you love and who tries to help you because it won't work. Regardless of any pain or whatever you might go through, nothing is worth anything. Being hopeless is simply the better choice.

What does hope do for you?
What does wishing do for you?
What does help do for you?
What does love do for you?
What does a lover do for you?
What does a friend do for you?
What does your family do for you?
What do you do for yourself?

What could hope do for you?
What could wishing for for you?
What could help do for you?
What could love do for you?
What could a lover do for you?
What could a friend do for you?
What could your family do for you?
What can you do for yourself?

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all...
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all...

Ever. Nothing does ever help you. Nothing can ever help you. Nothing will ever help you. You are utterly alone whether you want to be or not. You don't get a say in the matter because you simply don't matter. You could go fuck yourself and still no one would give a shit.

Why do people keep hope when hope means nothing? It's worthless and fake. A false wish that will never come into being. That's what everything always does though, what everything always just chooses to give off. Hope.

The fucking stupid hope that people choose to hold onto. It only fails you, only hurts you, is only bad for you. It's better to give up and accept things as they come. That's all you really can do if hope is only there to drop you.

To say the least, you'd better hope you don't turn back to hope. You can't even hope for something like that, not when it's useless and it will never even choose to work.

A thing you must learn is that this world teeters  on the edge of a razor sharp blade. Too much hope pushed everything down for those with it, while too much negativity...there is not too much negativity. If there are so many people to i level the scale, the world simply obliges, sweeping its dark cape aside to reveal the dark void expected.

The world is uneven at all time, fighting at their odds no matter what chooses to happen. The world seems to be your best friend before it lets you down. Why do you hope, why do you try when it all just goes wrong when you do.

Loving is a hopeful's game.
Hope is a weakling's play.
Weakness is a hurt one's way.
Hurt is a traumatized chase.
Trauma is a building tray.
Building is their only good play.

Building up the defenses it requires.
To fight the world back from all its desires.
No peace will come, yet it will lead you astray.
It's the only thing you want that never cleans your way.

No matter the truth, no matter any pain, regardless of what's brought and regardless of what can't seem to happen, realize the life that every man goes through. Recognize the loss of hope that sinks into the soul of understanding. Coming from pain yet still somehow remaining the truth, it's a long, lost cause that one might still try to use.

A late night is the way of perhaps what could've been. But pity to all who sought this one.

Pity the weak and pity the blind. But pity the broken and those who still yet hold onto their dreams. Pity the hopes and the wants that will never reach the surface. Pity all for when it will once cease to exist.

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Oi. Hello there, Reader. I have quite a bit to say. I want to start off with apologizing for my incredibly long absence. I basically disappeared off the face of the planet without saying a word. Honestly, I don't even have a good excuse. I really think I just started having a lack of motivation and some things tearing me back down. Plus a lack of time. I think I'm going to get into the swing of things again very soon though. I just needed some time away from the internet I think. Thank you for anyone reading this now that you have been patient with me, and the fact that you are still here means a lot.

This "chapter" was really just a filler, and it'll help for a bit of a nicer transition into my next bit. Again, thank you for sticking with me. Have a lovely day/evening/morning/night wherever you may be. Love and take care of yourselves. Bye now! I'll be back soon, and I am hoping I won't be gone for as long this time!