Another monologue, I suppose

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It's a bit complicated, don't you think? Living in the shadow of who your supposed to be, I mean. Trying to shape yourself into somebody you're not. Slowly losing yourself. It's like you're alive, but you're not actually living. You simply exist. And what's the point of existing if there is no reason behind it? 

You know, life gets pretty boring if you live without reason. You wake up, you eat, you sleep, and its time to do it all over again. And what once filled you inside slowly drained away until you're left standing with only the shell of who you once were.

Sometimes you don't even recognize yourself. No matter how much you look at the crystal clear water in front of you, the person staring back is not quite you. It sure looks like it though. Hell, even you doubt for a second which one of you is the illusion. And in that split second you throw yourself into the water, but once you come to the realization you are a split second too late. Because you jumped, but nobody actually told you that you needed to swim. And you don't know how to swim because all you had been doing until then was simply staring.

So you begin to drown. The water prickling your skin and slipping past your open lips, only to be swallowed in a rush by your throat as it desperately thrashes in search for the smallest amount of oxygen. It almost feels like being trapped in a bubble of thick, murky water. You can't see two inches in front of you. You try to move, but the thickness of the liquid makes your movements sluggish to the point where you wonder if you're even moving at all.

And that's the scariest part. You don't know if you're moving. You think you are, you really hope you are. But what does hope serve for when you're already deep inside that bubble and there's no way of getting out? For all you know you could be completely still inside. You could even forget the reason for why you ended up there in the first place. And when one forgets why they're trapped, they also forget that they need to escape.

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As of today I'm officially a year older :")

Yo yo guys! Just dropping this update while I wait for the new BTS comeback in a couple of hours PLS GOD HELP ME. It's at 5 a.m. here in PR so I'm killing time until then. I'm just too excited to sleep. I MEAN COME ON THO THEY'RE DROPPING A NEW ALBUM THE DAY AFTER MY BIRTHDAY! ITS BASICALLY MY GIFT <3 :")

Anyway, this is a little something that I've been trying to make for a while now. Remember how I told you guys that my characters are not simply product of my imagination, and they really do have a voice, a personality, just like any other living thing?

I'll let you guys guess who's point of view this is ;)

I've been trying to work with this brat who refused to cooperate. The language for this ended up being a bit too informal for my liking, but formal just isn't his thing. I could no longer hear him when I tried to change the words and put them in my own style. So if you guys noticed it was a little different from how I usually write, blame him.

Yes, your sentences are obnoxiously short, and your words are way too simplified. But I love you nevertheless <3

Anyway, who do you guys think wanted to share his thoughts this time?



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