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EmoChelza
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Such Weak Beings: emotive writing Feb 17 2013, 02:01 AM
Being trapped in the forever lasting depths of darkness where seeing your own hands is not in the picture. For when you see a thick wall of black fog 24/7, for when you dream... you only dream of the forever blackness of life you are already trapped in, engulfing you, crushing your chest, splintering your ribs until you choke on your own thick gurgling blood...wondering if you will survive your already overpowering insanity...the craziness that lurks inside you surfacing, changing you into someone you never thought you would be. Being trapped, being forever trapped...for so many years...for so many years of being blind, and then... being forced, being ripped, being cut from your insanity, to be ripped from the shackles that bind you to your darkest deepest thoughts. To be burnt and fried into seeing the giant ball of gas giving off a luminous light of life that hasn’t been seen for so many years. Being kept from seeing for so many years. Your mind spins, your mind blows, your mind can’t take this sudden change. The eyes roll back to the inside of your head. The darkness takes over, not wanting you to change, keeping you inside its metal cage. It feeds through the brain, sending black blood through the veins creating more insanity. Making the body go out of control...making you go out of control. This darkness inside of you soon covers every inch of your body, creating strange images inside of your head...making yourself think that something is killing you. Blood trickles down from the wrists, blood squirts out from the eyes, black blood forming in the mouth, drips of blood falling from the ears. The lungs fill up with the thick blood forcing you to stop breathing. This darkness is killing you! You feel no pain, you’re dying and life is pain...death is no pain. You scratch at your chest, you graze the skin, and piercing the flesh with your splintering nails...you crack your ribs ripping them out to show your beating heart out to the darkness saying that it has won. Screams escape the mouth as you tear your heart out, collapsing to the cold stone floor. You tried...you tried so hard not to be engulfed in this darkness. But humans are such weak beings. The darkness will always win, no matter how much you fight. Your heart will bleed black blood, beat on the stone cold floor and whither into nothingness.

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