Lonliness - Blog Posts
"Void" by Astha Kesri
- edgar allan poe
Gunshot
She kept staring at the other presence in the room. She received the same attention back. Tension was high between them, irritated by the uncalled company.
“I asked you to leave,” she said. There was no reply, just two set of eyes looking intently at each other. Eventually losing her calm, she said.
“I’m tired of you being with me all the time. My friends are worried but you never let me visit them. I don’t even feel like myself with you,” she screamed, chest heaving in anger and desperation. But this was needed; she needed to know the damage of being with her.
“Please, please I beg you. Please leave me alone,” she cried when her words were met with silence, yet again. But it smirked at her, those vicious human teeth between the red lips.
Collecting herself together, she walked towards her table and pulled out the pistol she kept for emergency situations.
"I begged you. I still am. You leave me no options," she said as she loaded the pistol and pointed at it. Only to find a similar one towards her. But she didn't falter. Her fingers were ready to pull the trigger any moment, looking for fear in the eyes of her enemy.
She found none.
But she had to do it. In order for her own sanity. She braced herself one more time.
And she shot herself.
Sunday, April 4 1:11 p.m.
Never enough Isn’t it
Lately I’ve been feeling like nothing is ever really enough for me.
Doesn’t matter who I talk to at the moment and how they make me feel..... it’s never enough.
I can listen to all kinds of songs that fit my mood but it’s never enough.
I think about past memories and happy thoughts, but it’s never enough.
I think about the future and it’s just not enough.
I am filled with emotions but it’s not enough for me to even have control of.
I am lost but.... even the loneliness isn’t enough.
I am alone and it’s now.... enough. Enough of me feeling like this.
Then.... I think of Jeremiah 17:9, “The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately sick; who can understand it?”..... faith over feelings?

Renard the sea fox
Part 1: 🦊🎨
In a vibrant underwater world, Renard (or Ren for short), the sea fox, is born into a family of legendary artists. Despite having no limbs, he dreams of creating masterpieces. But his attempts to paint with his tail and teeth are met with laughter and mockery. Feeling defeated, Ren abandons his dreams, just like everyone abandoned him. 💔
I'm tired of being paranormal to you.
-s's.