18✿ cruel human [EN]

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Cette partie est spéciale car c'est une amie à moi qui l'a écrite et elle est en anglais. Elle voudrait avoir des avis donc n'hésitez pas si vous maîtrisez un peu la langue. :)

« They say that in the dark are several ghosts lurking, waiting for you to guard down to eat you away. Their words reach your ears, take over your brain as well. Their cold hands run all over your stiff body and control you like a soulless puppet. However, I came to find out that I am that ghost. That cold, unnoticeable ghost that waits for its prey to appear and eat them whole for my own satisfaction. There, in the middle of the non-existence, I wait pitifully, tapping my foot on the floor, the sound echooing in the area and resonating in my eardrums. Am I really destined to be this merciless monster that steals others' smiles, only to fill that empty pit in my soul? What a stupid question. I am a human. Human beings only smile of others' misery. They can only smile when someone fail, because that means their victory. Their ego grows big like a titan and carelessly stomps other living beings' dreams, and insanely, that titan smiles, their eyes obviously filled with a satisfying feeling they call despair.

However, I don't want to be this merciless puppet. I don't want to be this cold soul that eat other people's dreams.

A ghost is unnoticeable, transluscent, but it's still there. I simply wish that someday, a person will come and notice that transparent, haunting ghost standing silently in the middle of the crowd. That they will have enough hope to share with me to make me sane again so that I stop stealing others' smiles like a soulless monster. I home that person will extend their hand, grab mine and pull me up on my feet and tell me those words:

"You're not alone."

I want to make people smile.

I don't wat to be this cruel human. »

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