Unraveled

I take a giant leap of faith and I decide to not give a fuck anymore. I unlock the chains in which I have kept myself grounded for an amount of time impossible to recognize since it has been for what seems like forever.

You know that feeling when you feel like you've felt something for so long, you can't even remember where it came from or why it chose you to be the one to feel it. And you just want it gone, you want to kill it, torture it and you hate it because of everything it has put you through, but the feeling has it's grip of you like the Stockholm syndrome, you find yourself in love with it, obsessed with it, possessed by it, you can not let it go because you know you won't know who you are without it, because the one you were doesn't exist anymore.

So you thrive in your own unhappiness and you convince yourself that it's just you being apathic, because life is nothing and you are above it, it's just a station between being the magical nothingness of pre-existence, and the incredible holiness of death and the peace that it beholds under it's big beautiful black wings.