...and empty and dull "pain"...
"Emptiness" is a void that is inexplicable for me to convey in words or emotions. Yesterday, found me walking down this deserted highway wandering aimlessly, feeling that I had no friends, no strength, and a skewed sense of what was being projected in front of me, and my interpretation of such events.
Emptiness also seems to co-inside with discombobulation that exists within my turbulent tempest that is nestled between my ears.
The combination of the two, is a dull pain, that brings me saddness, because I am put before judge and jury and executioner, and put on trail for the things I have done, and the poor decisions I have made.
While it can be said, that I have many friends, so often I feel so alone and sad, as I have been wondering so long down this lonely highway, no sounds of joy or pleasure, just a indistinct discombobulation of voices, chastizing me for what I have done. It makes me cry really, as I just don't know what to do anymore. I sometimes with for death to take me off this highway, however, I am not certain if I would not be placed on another one just like the road I just came from. The uncertaintly here is the killer for me, what have I done, and how can I correct that which I have wronged, how to I repair that which I broke, or is this just a dark presence within me, that taunts and toments me? *Sobs*
I am just not certain anymore? Give me strength Rukario, Give me strength someone. The wolf/jackal looks at his regal paws, as they are coated in tears, as shouts, "What have I done!?!?!"
Rukario
Emptiness also seems to co-inside with discombobulation that exists within my turbulent tempest that is nestled between my ears.
The combination of the two, is a dull pain, that brings me saddness, because I am put before judge and jury and executioner, and put on trail for the things I have done, and the poor decisions I have made.
While it can be said, that I have many friends, so often I feel so alone and sad, as I have been wondering so long down this lonely highway, no sounds of joy or pleasure, just a indistinct discombobulation of voices, chastizing me for what I have done. It makes me cry really, as I just don't know what to do anymore. I sometimes with for death to take me off this highway, however, I am not certain if I would not be placed on another one just like the road I just came from. The uncertaintly here is the killer for me, what have I done, and how can I correct that which I have wronged, how to I repair that which I broke, or is this just a dark presence within me, that taunts and toments me? *Sobs*
I am just not certain anymore? Give me strength Rukario, Give me strength someone. The wolf/jackal looks at his regal paws, as they are coated in tears, as shouts, "What have I done!?!?!"
Rukario