Sight of Misery

Sight of Misery

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The night was cold and the streets empty and it couldn’t fit better with me. Cold and empty. I looked around, I was alone. And I wanted to laugh. How ironic. Alone. All alone. My thoughts focus on someone. Him. Everything seems to be about him. My chest hurts, my head hurts, my body hurts. Is there something that doesn’t hurt when you lose love? I wish I could run away, away from this feeling in my chest, it’s like I can’t breathe or maybe it’s me that don’t know how to do it anymore. But after all, how can you run from what's inside you? I want to dream that he loved me back and that it was our demons that were to strong and pushed us away. We are all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours. I start to make my way back home at the same time that all the memories come back… but he never does.
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falling in love is like falling in an endless pit, you dared to jump in the name of risking everything, you gave your all, and depend to the love you believed was there, and somehow, it is the time where a cold fragmented ground of isolation started to form beneath the so called endless pit, forming on the sacrifices you gave, the care you offer, the light you shine to the person you love. now the only thing that keeps you floating is him, keeping the gravity away from you, the gravity that held you to the feeling of falling deeper to the feeling of an imaginary float. then one day, you lost him, you lost the only thing that is holding you to place, without the gravity you fear. your back hit the ground, your heart shattered in a million pieces and punctured your lungs that you couldn't breathe, the gravity is too much that you can't move or stand, you stayed there and let it devour you, you became miserable, you let the sadness eat your rotten flesh until youre a forgotten fossils of a skeleton of a sunken city. -Remy Detera

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