Depressing Short Stories

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Pain and suffering... That's what the darkness offers. Positivity and greatness is what the light offers... Truly one must pick a side, however what is really darkness? What is really the light? Us humans live our lives, most a 9 to 5 job. Go to work, school, come home to whomever, and repeat. Some seek to do more good, others more bad.. What is truly good or bad? It's a concept made by society...One person may think murder is the best thing possible, but others think protecting those is a sign of goodness. I question my sanity, I question this world. Why do we breathe? Why do us humans deserve any right to be on this beautiful planet earth. The universe is infinite, we are just a dust particle...

I say why must we have two sides, no one ever looks into the middle. If we could all do that, maybe we can become free from the hell of standers.

I'm questioning why I even wrote this... But my depression is back fully locked onto my mind, toying with it like a puppet Master. Depression is graceful at this point. My thoughts of the past are clouding my mind, I rather sit in the cold and freeze this away...

There is no side in life...Only delusions.