Perpetual Damnation: Miseries

My corporeal essence has become more absurd, restless and miserable. My mind intertwined in great distress. My heart devoured by discomforts. My body consumed by pain. Life's obstacles had made me agonized. It swallowed me entirely which it put me in this uncharted dungeon. And it was so dark and cold!

Submissively, I helplessly cried out and uttered words of torture, but the shadow of bewilderment jailed me which I could hardly escaped. The rivulet of dripping warm water on my cheeks had fallen continuously as I wandered in the new-found cavern. I was scared and the coldness of the breeze shivered down my spine. It was so lonely and sad to walk in the track of emptiness.

Years had passed, I was still on the ground of the everlasting darkness. It became my acquaintance which once my adversary. It gave me enough strength to live in its recesses, but my worldly faculties protruded in weariness. I was expended!

I was not accommodated perfectly, so I tried to discharge myself. Once again, I collected my corporeal strength, but I was transfixed. And all I had gathered to conquer was turned to nothing - disarmed and was futile.

I had encountered countless faces, but they were all deceiving. I had perceived handful of words, but those were all feign. I had stumbled upon new company, but they were all sham. Those people were all faceless and unprincipled in nature. They lured me into their bait as their weapon of choice. It pierced me through that I could not withdraw myself from miseries.

They stabbed me continuously. They feasted my name. They stole my esteem and knowledge and used it against me. They were like vultures that had eaten my efforts and claimed it was theirs. I purposely tried to burn their beloved warren with my might but nothing I could do for I was in their premises, strangulated and immobile.

Weakened as they abandoned me in the bizarre place that I deserved to live with, rested in the cold and dark living perdition with those people that were also fallen. I could smell the rotten flesh of the lost, I could even hear the voices of the scanty beings suffering from great irresponsibility. They were all around me begging for help. It felt like we were all in the fiery pit of the everlasting agony destined to indulge lavishly the anguish they devised for us.

In all respect, I succumbed my whole being to their rules. I was not powerful enough to fight them. So I sat on the verge of my downfall and endured the pain in silence, waiving to my knees. 

Though I walked in the valley of my downfall, they were still mocking me. Their eyes were as cold as ice. Their tongue were sharp as a knife. Their words they uttered cut me through. Weren't they supposed to halt?

I was walking down to my home wounded and bleeding. The throbbing pain unable me to move steadfastly, but they were still throwing stones at me. 

When I got home, it was empty. When I called to my long lost company, they weren't there. I went to my beloved for embrace, but I saw danger in his eyes and love without feeling. 

I had fled the place and wandered around like clouds without destination, my tears were gently falling to its grand exit hoping to find comfort. I went blank. I saw nothing but darkness and loneliness, so I submitted myself to its power.

Admittedly, I settled herein in this dungeon- the perpetual damnation- hoping to grasp the light in the shadow of miseries that lurked within me.

 All was lost. Empty-handed. Worldly wits shattered, withered to nothingness. All I had was myself and the Almighty. But I exclaimed in great pain, "Why did you forsake me?"