Shattered

Shattered.
Torn.

The very thread of hope that has kept me hanging on for so long has been so cruelly snapped.
I know that life is tough, I know that the probability of salvation is extremely low. Yet, the hope once existed. I dont care how thin this thread is, how slenderly fragile it may been. At least it existed.

Now, its gone. Cut straight in my face. All the glimmers of light that I had looked so forward to suddenly turned into fearful darkness. Despaired. Dead. I feel as though the energy in my body has been expelled; no longer can i feel the motor propelling my mind and limbs to actions.

Disillusioned. I feel so inhumane now. Felt like abandoning everything else and just enjoy a blissful free fall. Free from all worries, all unduly concerns. Felt so illtreated, felt so suppressed. Felt so much like lashing back in unrestrained fury.

Yet the logical mind still can take more hardship. Life still goes on; just like the wheel turns on. The future may be bleak, I know it will be bleak, yet, for the sake of my own little bits of humanity remaining, I will hang on, even without the thread.

Man can fly, if he realli believe he can do it. He juz have to believe. The mind will do the rest.