Descending Faith
They say that sound can travel approximately six thousand metres per second
But what is the use when I open up my mouth and let out a long scream of deep anguish and nothing but silence comes out?
It has been silenced by the river of low-spirited tears
My mind on the other is going a million miles an hour while I slowly start to sink to the bottom
My whole body starts to feel cold and lifeless
My heart...numb
My mind...empty
I can vaguely hear His voice pleading not to give up but
I feel that I am done fighting
Done with pleading
Done with praying
Just...done
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