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Zaynub Aug 2014
problem:* for the longest time, i was in the mindset where *i did not want to die, i just simply did not want to exist.

experiment: this summer, i did just that. i severed ties with most of my friends, cut off communication, and burned down a lot of bridges.

outcome: i lost a lot of friendships but i found parts of myself.

summary: i had two months of inexistence and it sparked with me a desire to live again, a fire within me that had been missing for quite some time now. it taught me how to be okay by myself, but it also taught me that it’s okay to allow good friends to help you better yourself.

error analysis: it’s not okay if you purposely burn bridges down and end friendships on bad notes. they’ll haunt you later. so leave friendships on a good note. if they’re a real friend, you won’t be leaving them; you’ll simply be putting a pause on the friendship. it’s okay to take time for yourself, and it’s also okay if friends want some time for themselves. you should not ever apologize for wanting time for yourself, nor should others.

solution: if you wish to inexist, then isolate yourself for a while. make yourself comfortable being alone. once you are able to be content in isolation, you will naturally want to exist more, both inside and outside of isolation. *allow yourself to let people into your world again.
Yet to be spoken? No!
For him shall not speaketh.
Such pity to listen, but seeth and feel!
Dost thou feel him?

Surround o dark!
Surround o light!
Surround o flowers!
Surround o decay!
For him and her,
Shall affordation bless ye!

Oh! What such shallness!
Praise! Afirm! Adore!
Yet shall thou not akneel?
Accursed!

Embody o flower, dear.
I shall not speak o' truth!
Embody o carpel, dear.
Speaketh no sound, dear!

Lo and behold!
Shall none exist and inexist.
Lo and behold!
None flowers shall wither nor bloom!
Strip one, dear.

Dear, no speaketh o' truth!
For I shall not and I care for thee!
Thou shalt be confused.
I shall not give thou my reflection!
Yet shall I give lessons.
Dear, you don't want to trust strangers.

— The End —