• novaturient 15w

    I remember the day I stopped living. It wasn't like a storm, the day, it wasn't like everything came crushing down in a second.I could feel it, every brick falling apart. Like the last leaf of autumn had finally ripped off, i saw the only hope drowning. I wanted to save it, I wanted to call out for help but all I could do was stare at it, knowing perfectly well that I had lost. I could feel the darkness surround me, the rays of sun could no longer reach me. Fear, anger, sadness, loneliness and love were abstract to me, a mere adjective. It was slowly sinking in, taking away everything, wiping away every thought, leaving behind nothing but the cold chilly air which had summoned my soul to nothing. Sunrise and sunset meant the same now. Living and existing seemed same now...

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    The day 'to live' seemed like 'to exist'...

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