Griever
Alone Among Ghosts
- May 1, 2025
- 302
I can feel it now - the stillness settling in my bones, the quiet ticking of time growing softer with each passing day. There is no fear left in me, no resistance. Just a calm surrender to the truth I've known for a while: I won't be here much longer.
Strange, how death no longer feels like a thief. It used to terrify me - the thought of disappearing, of leaving behind fragments of a life that never quite felt whole. But now, after everything ... I'm tired. So tired. Not just in body, but in spirit. Years of carrying grief, wearing loneliness like a second skin, enduring the ache of pretending I was okay when I wasn't - it all weighs more than I can hold anymore.
There is a kind of peace in the knowing. Knowing that the pain has an end. Knowing that the noise, the pressure, the memories that haunt me - they will all fade. And I will finally rest.
I'm not saying goodbye with sorrow, not really. This isn't a tragedy. It's just a quiet closing of a chapter that was never meant to last forever. If anything, I hope to be remembered gently - not for the pain I bore, but for the strength it took to keep going until I didn't have to anymore.
Soon, the suffering will be over. And with that, I will finally find peace.
Strange, how death no longer feels like a thief. It used to terrify me - the thought of disappearing, of leaving behind fragments of a life that never quite felt whole. But now, after everything ... I'm tired. So tired. Not just in body, but in spirit. Years of carrying grief, wearing loneliness like a second skin, enduring the ache of pretending I was okay when I wasn't - it all weighs more than I can hold anymore.
There is a kind of peace in the knowing. Knowing that the pain has an end. Knowing that the noise, the pressure, the memories that haunt me - they will all fade. And I will finally rest.
I'm not saying goodbye with sorrow, not really. This isn't a tragedy. It's just a quiet closing of a chapter that was never meant to last forever. If anything, I hope to be remembered gently - not for the pain I bore, but for the strength it took to keep going until I didn't have to anymore.
Soon, the suffering will be over. And with that, I will finally find peace.
