Shimad

To write a wrong.

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@EhJu It is among that screeching you find your silence. For someone trying to lull the voices in their own head, this is an apt place.

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This beautiful silence, and the myriad of lessons it teaches you.

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I am the void.

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"You're only existential when it rains."

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You transgress upon mind and flesh
Until your sins call the darkness home.
By dawn, you wear the husk of the pious,
Only to shed your deceitful skin at dusk.

Here’s to the creatures we truly are
Within the fortified walls of certainty,
When nothing but the emptiness watches.

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Silent are the gestures. Ulterior are the motives.

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In these empty hours do the hymns of regret play gently upon your trembling lips.

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Here's to the violent chaos with which your day begins.

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{dramatic gasp}

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Stop expecting a light at the end of the tunnel.

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The many layers of self awareness and the little good it does you.

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"You ache with such a profound emptiness that even the void is envious of you."

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The terrifying act of asking yourself what you want.

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"I am a huge fan of whatever is wrong with you."

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Then again, even hollow and empty words desire to be written.

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It was only fitting that your words became as hollow and empty as you. That the last shred of your own will and volition has seeped through your fingers.

You have stopped finding solace within words. The tapestries you had weaved are no longer succint. Words have left you.

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Words that you abused, and in turn, abused others at your every whim; or was it the other way around?

You can’t really remember anymore. Not that it matters now. You no longer are what you write.

You are no longer.

This may very well be the end.

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Her name is grief.

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Cruel mistress.
Garbed in indifference.
Bathed in disdain.

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You call her by many names.
She answers to only one.