What was the best compliment you’ve received?
Hmm, interesting prompt!
I will pick a review of one of my short stories as the best compliment I’ve ever received. The story is titled Firefly.
In her words (she identifies as a female), she said “you need to see a psychiatrist, because this is too dark to be fiction”.
What. A. Compliment.
For my writing to generate such an amount of fear and uncertainty in a person is a compliment to me.
Nightmares in daytime,
And sleepless nights.
Waring emotions,
And destructive notions!
So I decided to talk it out.
The Voices in my head made for good companion.
They call it madness,
I call it evolution!
Homo sapiens phoenix
Hot tears streaked down my cheeks. The rivulets of water soaked my beard till they can’t hold anymore. I took a mirror and looked at my face for a very long time. All I saw was sorrow, emptiness, and a boy just trying to exist.
And for a very long time I’ve been managing. But I don’t think I can continue like this. I don’t want this to continue. I wish it would all end.
Yes, I was deeply in love. Yes, she was the best thing that happened to me in a long time.
Yes, she wants me to let go. Yes, I want her to be happy. So, the fact that I want it to end, I’ll never tell her.
Yes. Life goes on. But can I keep up?
I have seen a dead man. I have closed the eyes of a dead man. But never before have I seen a man or men burned alive. The images of the burnt men will stay long on my phone and longer in my mind.
Who would burn another human alive? Why would they carry out jungle justice? It is so unfair! They should have been handed to the police! Yes! Serves them right! Next life, they won’t choose to be armed robbers. These sentiments and various others rang loudly around me as I continue to take pictures of the gory sight the burnt men made.
Oh yes! The burnt men were armed robbers. They were chased over a distance of 15 kilometers by the police and vigilantes alike before they were caught. Was their robbery successful? No one could provide the answer to that question. But they were apprehended by the vigilantes first. No further judgment was carried out. They were tied and tires wrapped around their head. In less than 60 seconds, petrol materialized (in a land of petrol scarcity).
The vulnerability of human life is a joke. Life in itself is futile. One minute, they were men. Alive. Running away. Oh! Did I mention that they had guns? The armed robbers (well, the armed part should have done that). One minute they were men, and the next, they were just charred carbon molecules.
Fraud. Theft. And similar forms of income will forever lead to one destination. And that’s a disaster. Sooner or later, the time will be up, and evil will reap its reward.
The root of all evil,
And the evil that spreads the most root.
The cause of all evil,
And the evil with the worst curse,
Is love.
For love,
Murder has been committed.
And for love,
Sincere commitment have being murdered.
The snares of love,
The dangers of love,
And the pain of love,
Are unavoidable!
Inescapable!
Love brings out the worst in humans,
But for you,
I’ll always be in love.
Even though I know the dangers!
Everything has an end,
Even the word “beginning” ended.
The journey has been eventful,
Catastrophic but eventful!
Loved and lost.
Grew up after being young for a while,
Made money after losing money!
Lived a life some would envy.
But this is a new crossroad!
And I might not make it beyond tomorrow.
Remember me for who I was,
Not what I could be.
Remember me for my achievements,
Not what I could have achieved!
Adios amigos,
Death might not be the end we all thought!
But this goodbye isn’t death,
This is the end of something,
And maybe the beginning of new.
Adios amigos.
At this moment,
I feel like cutting a major artery,
To allow the blood flow,
To drain all the blood from my body,
So my heart will not feel again.
So the hurt will stop,
And the pain, all the pain, will go away.
I want to jump from a cliff so high,
With hungry sharks lingering in the water below.
And as I plummet to certain end,
I reminisce on how it ended,
On how love brought me this end.
And as I hit the water in pieces
Never to feel again. In peace.
Dead guys don’t love again
I looked into the future,
But guess what I saw?
Nothing.
The grass is greener on the other side,
Another convenient lie.
The promise of water;
Makes a mirage glorious
And the disappointment of the mirage,
Can lead to certain death.
Nothing is worth it,
Life is meant to be cool,
But this heat is scalding my soul.
Celebration of life?
More like celebration of eternal hopelessness!
Darkness is not only the absence of light.
Darkness is an entity.
Darkness lurks around,
Even in the home of light.
Darkness is eternal,
It is surreal,
And the fear of darkness,
Is the beginning of wisdom!
The mastery of darkness,
Is the beginning of living.
Hot tears streaked down my cheeks. The rivulets of water soaked my beards till they can’t hold anymore. I took a mirror and looked at my face for a very long time. All I saw was sorrow, emptiness, and a boy just trying to exist.
And for a very long time I’ve been managing. But I don’t think I can continue like this. I don’t want this to continue. I wish it would all end.
Yes, I was deeply in love. Yes, she was the best thing that happened to me in a long time.
Yes, she wants me to let go. Yes, I want her to be happy. So, the fact that I want it to end, I’ll never tell her.
Yes. Life goes on. But can I keep up?
Sophocles Writes