Nov 30, 2003 23:27
Being deprived of seeing the ones you love, the people whom you hold closest to you, is one of the most devastating experiences. Knowing that they're out there, living without you... Moving on without you... And yet you're unable to get out of bed in the morning because you know that there's no hope for you...
When there's no way you could possibly see their faces, hear their voices, know that they're still there, still breathing, still alive... And when you eventually get up and face the day, you're confronted with the knowledge once again, tearing at your insides, lashing out in your mind...
Denied love brings the presence of death. Deprived and starving... Wanting something so bad it kills you inside, until there's nothing left but tears... Being denied love feels like there's something inside of you slowly eating you alive, tearing at you, gnawing through you, leaving nothing in its wake except a purely mortal body, struggling to survive.
And the pain... The pain is unbearable. It's overwhelming, taking over all your senses, lingering there for agonizing minutes, hours, days... All you feel is the pain of your life being taken away from you... Your spirit dying, leaving nothing but an empty body, an empty mind.
And once it's over... Once it's over, there's nothing left. No hope, not even tears. Just the emptiness that's left, the sadness that takes over everything until you're not sure what any other emotion felt like. "I used to be happy once..." Yes, it's true. You forget. And eventually, you don't even care to remember.
There is no life after love.