In every aspect of life there is sadness waiting to grab ahold of you. The feeling of loneliness and grief are hard to run from. No matter how perfect your life is, it is waiting in the wings to suck every happy thought from you like a thief in the knight.
As you sit there all alone the numbness takes over, the voices in your head start to chatter, not really being able to understand the words, you can only hear whispers.
You feel as if you are riding a crazy train and there is noway off, and every stop along the way is dragging you deeper into the abis.
You start to withdraw from everything and everyone, it is like it feeds on your sorrow and pain. Days get longer and the only thing you want to do is sleep and drift away to your one perfect little word where nothing and no one can touch you.
The Black Nothing is feeding, and your the main course.
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