Desolate Sonnet ★

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Time has died.
Maybe your wound has been bleeding for a thousand years or could see your long lost beloved ones for no more than one single minute.
You have to walk on the line between Hell and Purgatory.

What in the world has any point after this?
Does it worth to fight for anything?
Would you still try to survive?

Before the ash covers you as well.
Pollen soughing in your eyes.

Foreword

"One, two... three morsels of bread dropped into the fishtank.
My hand was still numb, my all the strands of my hair broken, whitened from the stress. My clothes still smelled like those stinky concrete ruins and the scent of the pure horror. I was tired and my soul was worn, I couldn't feel almost anything, but this feeling was hidden deep inside my heart and every bit of my flesh. I could still feel it when the air transformed into my weak breaths.

I don't know how many years we spent there. Nor even where and how. Our minds slowly lost all their humanity in order to stay alive, to survive, to be able to take one more step and see just one more moment of something we didn't want to. My memories are like shards of the windows behind a sublime altar. Four painted, stained thin layer of glass, and probably millions, millions of fallen glasses."