Round & Round

But when we revealed the tattered traces of what we once were, we realized what we had become.

We were broken creatures, looking and longing for a joy and a happiness that seemed unattainable and unreachable, but pressing is what we needed to do. So we moved onward and pushed forth, with every ounce of energy that our bodies could muster, and we wrestled until our bodies grew weary and tired. Until they gave in.

But as soon as we were about to loose, as soon as we were about to fall back into what we used to be, a hand was stretched forth. We realized that when we thought it was demons that we were fighting, we were truly fighting back that happiness that would save us and rescue us. We had grasped with iron fists and atomic bombs the one thing that was going to make us complete, the one thing that was going to make us happy. Instead we wallowed into our own self disgust and threw away the joy that had once been in the place where our sorrow now lies.

And that’s the hardest thing; knowing that everything we were trying to become was stopped because we couldn’t look past what were.

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