Soul Filled with Emptiness
Soul Filled with Emptiness
Nothingness is what I see all around me. The world is an absurd place filled with empty souls having no dimensions to follow and ultimately no destination to reach. Within this void, what hurts me the most is my own soul’s half-divided consciousness. The feelings of longing, desire, regret, dissatisfaction, craving, guilt, and wrath within me hurt me the most. But why? Because they are as empty and absurd as the existence of this world and humans is!
The longing for a nostalgic past that never happened, the desire of achieving things that are impossible, and specifically because they are impossible, we desire them. Regretting over things that could have happened, but they never will. Dissatisfaction with one’s own life, as what exactly is there to be praised? Craving for happiness in this void place where pain, suffering, and sadness prevails in every street, guilt for something could have been done by me as an individual but I was never treated like one so how could I act like one? And then it’s WRATH!
The feeling of wrath I suppose hurts me the most. Wrath— for the chains holding me too tight, wrath—that I am bound by natural laws of time and space, wrath— that I am unable to speak even though deep inside I am screaming, wrath— for the inescapable boundaries of this empty world. These feelings within me have divided my soul’s consciousness into two Halves; one is as empty as the world is, following the undirected dimensions with no destination to wait for. While the other half is filled with the emptiness of wrath whose sun is about to set leaving nothing but deep darkness inside of me.
By: FATIMA AMIR