I am ___________
Hated, Unloved by the world and everything in it.
- Jan 3, 2019
- 134
[Day 2 Road to ctb]:
I sit here lamenting in my own pity, surrounded by cold walls of white. In this room I feel safe, inside these walls I feel safe. There are no inhabitants besides me, and I am ok with that. I hear a echo coming from towards the end of this vast empty space, the sound seems to be one of anger, violence, and abuse. I want no part in what is beyond these walls, so I ignore the sound by covering my ears. The sound gradually grows louder and louder, until I slowly lose consciousness. For that brief moment, I am no longer there, I am free and soaring through the vast emptiness. There are no clouds, nor sound, but somehow I feel a great sense of freedom and peace. I eventually wake up from that state to realize, I am still here. I think to myself, why do I have to return to this hell? Why can't the dream last for an eternity? I hear the same sound again, and I curl up into a ball against the walls of white. There is no light in this empty space, it is just me and the calming embrace of darkness. A horrid ray of light slowly makes it way into the empty space, and the walls seem to have crumbled. I am thrown back into the horrid existence of reality forcefully, I try to resist with all my might but it is useless. I just want to be alone in the room, behind the walls of white..... I just want to disappear. I know that the end is near, I can feel it throughout my body and I accept it. Let death embrace me with it's welcoming arms, it is the only place that I have left to return to.