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It is like call of void. You just can't take your eyes off. The depths of Abyss calls.
And there you stand wondering did all the love you gave mattered. All the love, richness, relatives, friends and fame, did anything really matter. Why everything looked meaningless.
A dark emptiness envelopes and no matter how hard you scream, your voice cannot pierce through the cold darkness .
Holding you back is a fragile thread of hope that whispers, don’t give up. It stops you from following the call of the void. There is no reason why you give up and there is no reason to stop. It is an endless conflict and battle in heart and mind to let go or to carry on.
It is that moment whose voice made sense. Many a times the fragile rainbow helps to move away from the fringe.
But then once you have heard the call of the void, it stays with you, forever. You can never forget it. It echoes. It lives in you till eternity. As a demon you have to accept, love and tame by forgiveness.
- When these voice ring hardly anything matters, words like coward, bravery are too insignificant for a person who is battling demon from hell that can consume the world and still stay hungry.
Such is this darkness. Which is undefeated except by a tiny glimmer of smile, of hope, of a voice that says, you can do it, you are not alone and you have a purpose how so insignificant it may look to be.
What matters is that you need to know you have one more fight left in you; carry on for just one more day
