Request for reality
By james a. galgano
Await forever though your fears tell you it will never be so.
There whenever such foolish thoughts from our bleeding breaking hearts never really know.
Often, we think we are so clever about what we think we might want or need.
Yet often our searches are clueless or have ill-intentioned desires no one wants to read.
Since the open question left unanswered often follows with some inappropriate request.
Not to share thoughts or information but to get money for some silly reason at best.
Often, I await one person to reply who wishes to share knowledge or warmth or some viable communication.
Certainly, do not need a request for money or to marry its so weird and never my destination.
So here I wait for some to converse about feeling or fears no matter how inv olced they may be
My search here is to find people who wish to communicate about life feelings and reality.
47 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
47 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death.
Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth.
I am useful, never loved.
I am used, never thanked.
I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted.
I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness.
I have accepted my designed fate.
Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing?
What will happen if I give in...and love?
What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life...
Worlds End.
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