Life and Death
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
531
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Life and Death
Life and Death
Life begins in pain and screams. It remains this way all the way until our dieing days. Happiness and joy are rare and if you experience it, you are one of the few lucky ones. After a while, one learns to expect the pain, and some, even look for it. It is a release, a way to let one delve into the depths of their pain. It is difficult to explain, but if you are one of the few who do look for it, you understand what I’m saying. For instance, when you feel a sharp pain from your favorite blade, and the blood flows freely, you feel free. Free like the blood, just released from the continuous path it takes and the skin that holds it in. My continuous path is this never-ending cycle of repeating slavery. Yes, slavery. And society, or the skin makes sure that you stay there, in your monotonous life. To feel the freedom, the power, makes your adrenalin flow and you feel energized, for one of the few times in your life. Many people are ignorant and see it as wrong. I pity those people. Alas, when we reach our end, I will rejoice, for it is in death one will finally find the peace and happiness they have longed to feel their entire lives.
Life begins in pain and screams. It remains this way all the way until our dieing days. Happiness and joy are rare and if you experience it, you are one of the few lucky ones. After a while, one learns to expect the pain, and some, even look for it. It is a release, a way to let one delve into the depths of their pain. It is difficult to explain, but if you are one of the few who do look for it, you understand what I’m saying. For instance, when you feel a sharp pain from your favorite blade, and the blood flows freely, you feel free. Free like the blood, just released from the continuous path it takes and the skin that holds it in. My continuous path is this never-ending cycle of repeating slavery. Yes, slavery. And society, or the skin makes sure that you stay there, in your monotonous life. To feel the freedom, the power, makes your adrenalin flow and you feel energized, for one of the few times in your life. Many people are ignorant and see it as wrong. I pity those people. Alas, when we reach our end, I will rejoice, for it is in death one will finally find the peace and happiness they have longed to feel their entire lives.