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I Want to Die

Hopelessness

By utsu kuruPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Photo by Sasha Freemind

I want to die.

I'm not sure whether these words are true but as they leave my brain and form on paper I feel,

relief.

I find shade against the incandescence of life, in the shadow of death.

Absolution.

The thought renders me numb and silences the world, leaving me surrounded in its sheer tenebrosity; as black as the path it leads.

It beckons me forward and although I see no end, it looks no different to the cold hell around me.

I cannot speak.

I cannot hear.

I cannot feel.

I cannot see.

As the burden of my own perceived powerlessness grows from a whisper to a cacophony of jabs and jeers,

I scream.

I scream until it burns.

I scream thunder and lightning.

Using my voice, I shout a hole through the darkness; summoning a hurricane of light and passion that sweeps away the lingering fragments of dusk.

In the calm after the storm, I'm left with a lingering warmth.

A rising hope.

inspirational
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About the Creator

utsu kuru

life is beautiful, painful, mysterious.

a beast i could never comprehend, outside of it.

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