Absurd thoughts
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It's hard for me to talk about my feelings ; Can you understand them yourself instead of me expressing them?
I’m trapped in this endless cycle; hours pass and days blur into one, yet I keep searching for that dark secret , the hidden truth of life, sleeping behind a blackened veil. Every step is drenched in shadows of the night, every breath echoes forgotten pasts, as if time itself has paused just for me. And in this darkness, alone and lost, I spin and spin like a moth caught in merciless flames. The secret of life for me is neither the light of day nor the colorful blooms of spring, but a black smoke of despair that suffocates my mind and reveals the fears I hide within. Maybe this cycle is my prison, maybe the secret lies within that darkness I fear, but I must go on; I must search, even if I fall each time, even if I lose myself again. I’m chasing that cold, silent truth , the one that gives life meaning and breaks the cycle, or maybe traps me forever in the heart of darkness.
𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌; 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌.
