In this darkness, the light is void. I know I am supposed to see it, to know I'm not alone, but I lack the ability. If i question my own existence, how can I trust in the unseen? What is supposed to be my reassurance is on of the very things breaking me down. When my thoughts are swirling and my words silenced how can I find the answers I seek? If my hands are bound how can i reach out? If my life is void of consistency is it wrong to long for such? my mind and my heart pull me one way but everything else pulls me another. The dark takes all light and replaces it with another dark thought. Unbelief, death among other things swirl in my mind. Perhaps my darkest place is my own mind.
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Depths of my mind
RandomCompilation of things ive written. PLease don't steal and if you want to use it just ask :) Please give it a read. There are darker themes within this, so please be aware of that.
