The Regurgitation of Emotive Illustrations

BURN.

it's weird when all of a sudden, you lost track of what you're fighting for. a sudden emptiness that crowded your whole being, like you're being swallowed into nothingness.

a piece of black velvet covering your eyes, you strained to see the path in front. you struggled but it tightens. you gave in, and lost sight.

you feel like you're stranded on a spot, no matter where you move. you ended up where you began. and you give up trying, you give up hoping. you accept the things the way they are. the way they're supposed to be.

people are pushing you, dragging you, instigating you, daring you, provoking you. irritated, you are... but you remained calm, on the outside of course, while you raged with hatred inside. but you try, containing.

containing what's inside of you.

silence, be quiet.
the sheer utter of your breath cuts.

silence, behold.
you will burn.

yes

you will be burnt,


in hell.