The despair of a profonde feeling in the abyss, a sense of conveying negativity, ineffective understanding of hope; nevertheless, hopelessness. With a heavy heart, facts hit at every concussion, feeling the nerves getting cracked gradually at a millennium rate of seconds.
Holding tight upon the outline, trying not to fall hard in the pit. You ought to try an original approach to believe in, but within the next hit, you enjoyed the hope, after it, you go deeper in the dark, crawls in the chasm.
Greedy taking all the emotions at once and cannot deal with it and get drained like a battery overloaded with too many connections, quickly losing all its charge. When taking in greedily all emotions at once, the self gets overloaded, like a sponge absorbing more than it can hold.
The pressure builds quietly until it leaks out, through sharp words, sudden tears, or a quiet withdrawal into numbness. The emotions that have been once tried to hold begin to seep into everything, leaving the self-drained and disconnected.
Relationships fracture under the crushing weight of emotions too vast to process, unraveling like threads pulled from a frayed seam. The minds sink into a suffocating heaviness, drowning in a sea of unspoken fatigue.
In the desperate attempt to feel it all, numbness settles in, leaving one hollow, lost in the void where nothing can truly reach. The soul, once ablaze with intensity, flickers like a dying ember, burnt out and consumed by the very fire it once thrived on, leaving behind only the shadow of what it could bear.
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Weird Inspirations
Short StoryThe content contains short paragraphs which I wrote over years on the different feelings and experience of life I had and inspirations out of nowhere.
