When you feel like giving up on everything you have just for that one slightest moment of silence. Just that little of solitary state where nothing dominates but the quiet surroundings around you.
You feel like you are drifting further and further away from the stream and no one is pulling you back in. You feel like your life is placed on constant repeat and all you've experienced are coming to haunt you once more. Again, and once more.
They don't know you. Yet they speak of you behind those veiled smiles and pretentious glances. They know about you yet you do not know the true identity of the informant. You were betrayed, oh how sad it is that you were played a fool by someone you've entrusted your secret with.
Once thought to be a sentinel for your darkest reaches of your heart, they have turned on you. And for once, the guards retaliate in response. And you were injured, thoroughly and mercilessly.
You can hardly breathe anymore, you just wish someone was by your side. Someone who truly understands you. They don't understand you. The people you are always with, because you never present your trueself to them. You are but an image, in fact, a lesser image of yourself to them. They will never know you unless you decide to remove that sheath that you hide in. Yet you shall be vulnerable if you choose to do so.
And then, it ends...
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