Somehow suddenly the world feels... sort of empty. Hollow. I wonder why is that... could it be that finally my soul has hardened itself... I should perhaps hope that. But life has thaught me that there is always someone in this realm who can break it. Again.
Hmm no... when I re-think this.... not completely empty. I simply isolated myself for a moment a while back and it did me good... or at least I felt less pain, which is in fact quite an achievement in itself. Maybe I should consider doing so again... as the memories.... and the fears are reincarnating somewhere in the deepest recesses of my dark cold soul. They have no right to exist but they don´t care. And I am sorry about that.
"See their strength. See how easily you fall under their muscle and skill" - Jon Irenicus
Only in this case the strentgh is always spiritual.... mental strength. It flows strong in that being.