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The Void

There is, in every event, whether lived or told, always a hole or a gap, often more than one. If we allow ourselves to get caught in it, we find it opening onto a void that, once we have slipped into it, we can never escape.

After years in utter darkness, I force my eyes into the light. For I must retain my sight, that I might view the wholeness of the void, objectively.

I have stared down Darkness for as long as i can fucking remember and i have never backed down, I've always stare into the void and embraced that it was apart of me, That without it i wasn't truly free.. at least at the end of the day, In my darkest hours and darkest places, knowing that i draw my strength from the emptiness that is my life and continues to be my life. it's day like today where i have to stare into the darkness and reevaluate things and sometimes when i peel back the veil i do not like the fucking things i see, I almost wonder if it's worthwhile to continue to keep things status qou when i feel like the little things are falling apart and things that define me at this present moment are slowly slipping away, I don't see anything but darkness currently in my future and i am honestly debating the next stages of my life.. because right now all I am doing is staring into the void and realizing that it is constantly staring back into my blackened soul.

Current Mood: Depressed
Current Music: Pantera, Walk.

Being empty makes me whole sometimes. I wonder if every hollow hole has its own solidity of fulfillment

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