Alone.

[StrongBear 1239]

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Growth is painful. Change is painful. But, nothing is as painful as staying stuck where you do not belong.

 

 

 

There he sat, alone as always. Always something, always a conflict, it was never easy, endless possibilities, endless theories, endless questions. One after another, the endless torrent of the unknown. The ‘what ifs’. Should I stay? Should I return? Is this where I’m meant to be? There he sat, alone as always.

 

 

The flame of a new kindling, the rekindling of an old flame. A dove. A cat. Two vastly different creatures, one who was able to spread its wings and fly compared to one who hunts the other, laying in wait, waiting for the time to strike. Hunter versus  prey. But only one will prevail at the world's last light. The question asked - who is the victor?

 

 

There he sat, alone as always.

 

 

“Will you turn from them, again? Will you do what you did before? Will you hurt them? After everything they’ve done for you. You know you don’t belong with them, return to what you know is best.” - a voice foreign from the world creeps to the forefront of his mind, the conflict ever growing as each day passes, “Is this what you want? Or have you just created another facade of something you will truly never know?”

 

 

There he sat, at the base of a tree, overlooking a familiar cove. 

 

 

“You won’t amount to anything, even the Gods shy away from you. You can feel the darkness, you can’t deny it, you can only hold it off until it becomes too much to bare.” The voice returns, drowning out the nature and life around. “You will be mine again, I will make sure of it. If not in this life then the one after. You can never run from the cold touch of the shadows of which you belong.” 

 

 

There he sat, alone as always, incoherent mutters responding to no one.

 

 

“If this isn’t where you want me to be, then where is it? You’ve given no direction. I’m not lost, I’m not misguided. I’m confused. I feel like I’m living someone else's life. Is this mine? I lost everything but I was able to obtain it, again. The temptations you send, they don’t go unnoticed, the options are weighed then passed. It might seem like hesitation but it’s calculations. Picked apart to the very base. Things gained against those that might be lost. These are the lessons that you taught me.”

 

 

Before he who sat alone, a figure pulls from the shadows.

 

 

“You were given life, the world was in the palm of your hand. You tossed it aside in the same manner you did your family. So why not do it again? History has a way of repeating itself. Time and time again. We both know that it’s only a matter of time. Reni - you can’t keep running. It’s inevitable. You can only hold me at bay for so long.” 

 

Alone, as always.

 

 

Perhaps this life he’s created was all in his head, the day to day just another figment of his imagination. Were those around him, just another voice in his head? Everything eventually just bleeds together. The fine line between real and imaginative grows ever more distorted as the moon rises and falls. The weaving and untangling, picking and pulling at the strings, trying to move but yet bound in place. Nowhere to go, no one to reach. Caught in the middle, between right and wrong, good and evil, lost and  found. The path of redemption is no easy feat and those who say it is, only lie to themselves. As the cracks start to form, only so  much can  be done until piece by piece, everything starts to fall apart. Just as it did before. 

 

 

 

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This is just a short little post, nothing all too fancy. I was in the mood to write, so I dived into one of my complicated characters, if you know him, then you'll understand. If you don't, I hope you still enjoy reading this regardless. Otherwise, take care and have a good one. - Strong.

 

[Itz_Cookie 1974]

babe wake up strongbear's schizo posting again 

[jihsoo 746]

HE NEEDS A BIG HUG :(