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pain. i wouldn't call it a distant friend, rather, a close one that i often push away. pain brings suffering and agony, the spider of despair crawling upon your body. the look of pain is hideous. the pleading eyes, the wretched face, the trembling skin. it was far from the pleasure promised by the causers of pain. no, i don't focus on such awful emotions.

pain never touched me before. never embraced me in its arms or grasped me and pulled me away. pain evokes different reactions in different people, and they thus are judged upon by it. to have such an emotion be the judgement of humanity, i found deep interest in it. perhaps i was selfish to wish upon an emotion as such. the roots of humanity are linked with pain, after all. it made mortals mortal, keeping them sane. and yet at the same time, it was the driving force to break their fragile minds. others failed to describe the feeling to me. how would i understand them, if i couldn't experience it myself?

yada yada yada i can't end well whoops

first one was a rough draft and the second was my horrible imitation of sol please don't kill me

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