Author's note:Gonna be a lil' short.
Fail sat on a stool in his room,fixating his gaze on a familiar picture while Cabier was flipping through pages of one of Fail's books.Crying was in everyone's souls...well,almost everyone,...well at least he was told that.Sighing,Cabier closed the book with made Fail flinched and drop the picture.It flew like a feather towards the ground,meeting with tears...one by one dropping like a rain started.They didn't bother,it was normal,normal to feel sadness and not happiness.No,they're not suggesting that anyone,any spirit should get stuck on sadness-that would mean depression,well that's what they're feeling right now.However,acknowledging,expressing and resolving your grief will always lead to greater health and happiness....but not always.
Fail had been always trying to look at the brighter side of life,only to start again at the darkness and the hole of light yet further away.Though happiness is still desirable in many situations,there are others in which a mild sad mood confers important advantages.Sadness can help people...er,spirits,too....improve attention to external details,remove judgmental bias,etc.It can be healthy yet sickening for the council members,none of them ever had a good dream in their immortal lives.It was intoxicating,torturous,and revolting for them.They weren't happy,they weren't sad,they were...blank.
Fail's robotic arm reached forward to collect the picture,only to withdraw with a yelp,he wasn't use to it,he cried even more,which Cabier comforted him.He couldn't stand it,his last twig of happiness snapped into halves and he roared in agony,sadness and fury,but that roar didn't last long.It turned to an agonizing chock of sadness in his throat.He could only hope for the best,even if its impossible.
Can't run from it,
Always a step behind.
The worst is I'm trapped,
In my own mind.
The end is near,
I can't keep trying.
Stop asking if I'm okay,
I'm tried of lying.
My fake smile is getting heavy,
Eyes can't hold back.
My mind has won,
Done living in the black.
Going through the motions,
It's almost time to quit.
Most fear death,
But some..pray for it.
Written on Monday,9 of April 2018
Word count:489 (not counting this)
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