an ending by sorrow
It’s over
For real
It’s over
Ironic how “the end” is followed by a large and instantaneous void that had once been filled with laughter, sound and happiness. Nothing can possibly be worse than the sudden change from utter bliss to complete and total despair.
It’s like a violent mood-swing that was unpredicted by you but planned by someone else. It’s like a bullet that comes out of no-where and hits your best friend… killing them next to you in a crowd of strangers. Why could it not hit one of them?
It’s like people expect you to just get up and go on with your life. But do they realize what they’re asking? You have nothing, feel nothing -if you’re lucky- later will feel only empty pain.
The one source of comfort you want to turn to is no longer available and all others seem completely inadequate. Nothing can console you though your friends may try. They love you but they just don’t understand how hard it is to go on after the lights have been turned off inside.
The silver lining is that enough time spent in the dark will allow your eye’s time to adjust. Eventually you’ll be able to see ahead of you more than 2 feet and at some time in the future you’ll be able to move forward - only tripping on a few obstacles at first.
One day the void will be filled or maybe you’ll just get better at ignoring it. Either way, know that you are not alone. I’ll sit beside you. I am your sorrow.
-LBD 07/14/2008
For real
It’s over
Ironic how “the end” is followed by a large and instantaneous void that had once been filled with laughter, sound and happiness. Nothing can possibly be worse than the sudden change from utter bliss to complete and total despair.
It’s like a violent mood-swing that was unpredicted by you but planned by someone else. It’s like a bullet that comes out of no-where and hits your best friend… killing them next to you in a crowd of strangers. Why could it not hit one of them?
It’s like people expect you to just get up and go on with your life. But do they realize what they’re asking? You have nothing, feel nothing -if you’re lucky- later will feel only empty pain.
The one source of comfort you want to turn to is no longer available and all others seem completely inadequate. Nothing can console you though your friends may try. They love you but they just don’t understand how hard it is to go on after the lights have been turned off inside.
The silver lining is that enough time spent in the dark will allow your eye’s time to adjust. Eventually you’ll be able to see ahead of you more than 2 feet and at some time in the future you’ll be able to move forward - only tripping on a few obstacles at first.
One day the void will be filled or maybe you’ll just get better at ignoring it. Either way, know that you are not alone. I’ll sit beside you. I am your sorrow.
-LBD 07/14/2008