
Archness
Defective Personel
- Jan 20, 2023
- 537
Sometimes I'm very depressed. Some days I'm thinking "I should ctb now".
Other times, I'm fine. Hell, I'm even in an "Everything will be alright" kind of mood writing this. Things could get a lot better, could that happen?
Anything's possible, but only one thing happens out of everything else. Honestly, I know this state of contentedness is temporary, and that not alot will come out of it.
The result remains to be seen in person, but can be seen from afar to reasonable extent.
Honestly, to wish death or life on oneself... Is it from what we see with our eyes? logic or reasoning alone? Either way, it's a transcendent will. I can't reason with this, not even by myself. I can only explain and theorize why it's there, the orientation it points, between life and death.
I'll only be sure when one of these opposing forces wins. When there's nothing left in life but self. One of the two, perhaps a few rare triggers.
This sense of contentedness feels like... A good log rotting on the insides. I'm fearful of when the decay bubbles past my skin.
Other times, I'm fine. Hell, I'm even in an "Everything will be alright" kind of mood writing this. Things could get a lot better, could that happen?
Anything's possible, but only one thing happens out of everything else. Honestly, I know this state of contentedness is temporary, and that not alot will come out of it.
The result remains to be seen in person, but can be seen from afar to reasonable extent.
Honestly, to wish death or life on oneself... Is it from what we see with our eyes? logic or reasoning alone? Either way, it's a transcendent will. I can't reason with this, not even by myself. I can only explain and theorize why it's there, the orientation it points, between life and death.
I'll only be sure when one of these opposing forces wins. When there's nothing left in life but self. One of the two, perhaps a few rare triggers.
This sense of contentedness feels like... A good log rotting on the insides. I'm fearful of when the decay bubbles past my skin.