In Memory of My Classmate Who Recently Passed Away He was at the lowest of the lowest lows, never reaching the bottom rung of the lowest high. Trying not to let the pain be overwhelming, and choking down the dark thoughts at the bottom of his deep well, he saw what no one was able to see. The darkness for him, it waited and even if he didn't recognize how far his hopes and dreams had collapsed, he fully felt the weight bearing down. This vicious cycle like a rabid animal never truly getting rid of the pain, but this isn't a fictional story, he was perhaps alone because he wanted it that way. There was no one but himself in this misery, only by his hands could death be executed, no one else would ever do this for him, they wanted one more day, when he wanted nothing to do with one second more. He's been there before, at the edge of despair, people don't see, don't see the empty numbness inside of him, where there was nothing, and no one could change his mindset. His darkness had fermented too long in his heart, the funk never leaving, the crawling never stopping, he wasn't weak, and those who still breathe owe it to the invisible.
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