What am I becoming? How can I answer that when I have no clue who I was before. Deep down I know I'm not alone in the fight for true identity, but in this abyss it feels as I am. How long before I give up completely? Have I already reached the point where all hope has gone from my heart? Questions that no one else can answer and that I am powerless too. When darkness is surrounding you constantly the ability to see any light diminishes and you see nothing but the dull blackness. Numb yet capable of feeling pain, but no happiness pierces the veil of darkness. A mask hides what truly is within and others would be none the wiser if it not for the date we will never forget. Anything I thought I knew there is gone, no comfort I found there remains. There is nothing that eases the fight. What have I become? Who will I become? Will I survive to see myself victorious or fall before my eyes open to the light of day? Do I envision a future for myself, yes. Can I see myself fulfilling it, no. A watcher to the life I want even in part. Starring down at the clouds, I imagine the beauty of life and the one I would pick of given the choice. Then my mind returns to reality and the knowledge it will never be, and there is nothing I can do to change it.
- Blake Nicholas Xavior
- 8/19/16
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Depths of my mind
DiversosCompilation 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.
