The Battle Rages On

I hate this feeling...this cursed emotion, "void".

How can such a feeling exist? To be both and yet neither of any other emotional opposites. To feel sorrow and happiness all at once, whilst destroying the other entirely. The resulting aftermath is this feeling, this discarded emotion of being "void".

Forever trapped in one place, no certainty of the future, of tomorrow. To be chained and bound in one nothingness, one place of inescapable soul-driven hell.

I hate this feeling...I hate this...and can do nothing while I feel completely empty til it passes.











Fuck.