1.

A bloody day in which human kind has dispirited the wild fire of a happy free man. The words ring out in his head…echoing. The one thing he once loved is now a sick twisted truth on a fallen life. The hell that he has been dragged through, it is not a hell of burning or torture. It is a hell of depression and disbelief.

2.

Forever sworn not to touch the matter again. The man has been pacing and pacing trying to shun his interests of other relates. “What is it to be sickened by a few people’s choices.” He said trying to decide, but suddenly only to be interrupted by a quiet, almost silent, voice. “Do you want to be disappointed again? Do you want to go back to that cold black hell? Do you want to get angry again?” The voice fades away, eventually going away.

3.

The man just plainly seats in his chair wondering in thought of what he should do. The man sickens his mind with the thought of what if he gets disappointed again? What if he has to be dragged through that anger once again? Would he rather rage in shunning or would he rather destroy in spite?

4.

“Oh hellish fiend, why most you insult my heart and brain with your sickening thirst for laughter among my misery?” The man rants to himself. “Why must you target my choice of festive hobbies so you can send an unneeded message to the already spiteful world.” Haunted in thought and sight. He does not wish to move on with these arguments of interests and betrayal .

5.

He tries to occupy his mind with other things that comfort him…but still he looks back over his shoulder to think what if just for a moment he is to go back again and if it were to make him happy or make him angry. This rage scares him because it could destroy him and change him greatly under the surreal pressure.

6.

The flaws of human reality is the mere scratch on the surface on how to describe it. The one thing that shouldn’t be a big deal is what causes us to give up on our one idea, our one dream, our one hobby. Such a little thing shouldn’t be able to make you cringe with disgust…but is does anyways. What people fail to see is that it ruins a man. To know that what he is comforted by, is nothing but a joke its self. That it is mocked for all the right reasons but that vision is stained with the bias thoughts of knowing the “Truth” when it is really a lie. To misuse a perfectly good thing is such a disappointment.