Life ridden

Life ridden

A Story by The dark story

Life Ridden

When I took another step forward, I looked on my either side; murky darkness and sans anything else. Just the whispering of the deathly silence is to be heard. My steps coming to a dead standstill and I looked behind to find the same eerie silence following me. Why is there no sign of any life around me? I reassured myself that everything is all right...everything is just normal and it’s going to be so.

So with this feeling...or perhaps with disillusion, I moved on, don’t know where I was leading myself into. I was wishing...no...I was craving for the presence of someone...anyone to accompany me on my way, even if it has to be my own shadow.

 

As my steps were going on and on not knowing where, I could feel that something was trying to embrace me hardly, it feels so heavy, so rudely cold and yet so fiery and...and so ...so atrocious!! I armed my arms around my chest to protect myself from that thing, whatever it is.

Suddenly, my ears pricked to the plaintive cry coming from somewhere. It’s imbued with so much keen anguish. I stopped on the dot, biting my trembling lower lip and looked around to find the producer of this doleful moan.

“Hello, who’s there?”, I called out in as dulcet voice as I can afford to. But that’s an insult for me for being so nice and getting no response. “Hello?” I called out again, this time with an irksome tone; probably I was more terrified than irritated. The wailing was getting louder and louder, I could hear the sobbing so vividly that it made me felt that I was crying inside my heart. I unconsciously started portraying myself, sitting in the corner in this darker than black room, my face buried in my arms and...and I could actually feel the tears flowing down my cheeks. I instantly jumped out of this imbecile illusion, this wailing was becoming unbearable, the tears were tearing myself apart...into pieces...into thousand pieces...thousand useless pieces!!!

“Cut it off!”, I bawled in sheer aggression...not aggression, but pain. “Whoever you are...just stop crying!!”, I yelled out, toiling harder not to let that illusion take over my reality.

 

Just then, the killing sobbing stopped. I heaved a sigh of relief. But then I could espy an area becoming alive, phosphorescing.

I could see the lustrous brown shoes and the auburn skirt caressing the dusty dark murky ground as the light commences. Then the light was slowly bestowed on the anterior posture, my jaw dropped down in cadaverousness. The lustrous red hair flowing down the shoulders like a pure cascade, the face buried in the arms which were hugging the folded legs.

I could see her, sitting in torn distress and bloody tears. I don’t know why I felt my flesh creeping. I was feeling outrageously heavy suddenly, nastily cold. I was trembling...out of anguish or out of fear...out of what? I just don’t know the answer. Or perhaps I knew it...

Am I just pretending to be so ignorant? Am I trying to erase the true answer...and the true picture of the person distressingly sitting before me in this murky darkness? Ignoring the reality and embracing illusions?

 

This bestial loneliness was getting harder and colder on me. It was juddering me nastily as if in another second my hands will be pulled off from my body. But still it was burning like an inferno inside me and yet it’s making my body numb with cold.

 Is it already too late? Too late to take my rotting aggressive words back? Too late to get them back in my life? Too late to escape from this murky loneliness?

Is it already too late to say “I am extremely sorry”!!

 

Let not your anger control you...because when anger becomes your master, you become a lifeless servant.


© 2013 The dark story



Author's Note

The dark story
Let not your anger control you...because when anger becomes your master, you becomes a lifeless servant.

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Amazing story :) One thing I would like to say is that the quote in Author's note is awesome, so very true and mesmerizing quote. The story reminds of a chapter from naruto, where he meets his darker side under the waterfall, wrapped in aggression, anger, sadness and how he comes over it. yes, anger is bad, its evil, its killer but, we don't become strong by suppressing anger, if we try to suppress anger it takes and even deadlier form, when we are angry we need someone stronger than darkness to hold us grab us and take the anger on him/herself and the pass it to the void it came from. Its always healthy to let out your anger and if a person takes your anger with a smiling face and grabs you to give a tight hug after that, don't blame yourself for being rude,, but thank the person to be there for you and strengthen the bond you both share :D Knowing you and you sisters I am very sure that you all will be together no matter what helping each other out :)

and as I call myself, I say same to the story "Its Great" :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Akhand Pratap Singh

4 Years Ago

A nice question, what if the person don't take your anger with a smiling face? The answer is simple,.. read more
The dark story

4 Years Ago

Oh mine!! Nice piece of advice…question well answred!! You passed!!!:P :P
Akhand Pratap Singh

4 Years Ago

hehe :D thanks for passing me :P



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You have a very interesting rhythm. I like your morals too. Very nice.

Posted 10 Months Ago


The dark story

10 Months Ago

Thank you for the visit and read 😊
Amazing work. You are an impressive writer. Keep in up

Posted 11 Months Ago


The dark story

11 Months Ago

Hehe thanks a lot for that. N thank you for reading my works. Made my day :)
Duane Barbosa

11 Months Ago

No problem. It was a pleasure. Keep writing for you will become a great author one day.
three cousins, anger, pain and loneliness -- these are the family a lifeless servant.

thanks for the writ, I likies

Posted 11 Months Ago


The last paragraph was a great excerpt to use in your authors note. Exceptionally powerful. Love it.

Posted 3 Years Ago


strong words of dark passion forge this fiery inferno of a work
it burns within our minds with its imagery, and is not easily forgotten for the same
if this is what you are capable of, i should enjoy seeing more from you

-Dream

Posted 4 Years Ago


The dark story

4 Years Ago

thanks for the uplifting review. glad you liked it. will try to keep it up.
this is incredible!!! i really enjoyed reading this. i got sooo into it!

Posted 4 Years Ago


The dark story

4 Years Ago

thanks for the read. i am glad you enjoyed it.
anger leads to downfall
its true, but at times we need to find the outlet for inner anger as otherwise it might suffocate us.

a nice story written in interesting manner.

best wishes

Posted 4 Years Ago


The dark story

4 Years Ago

thanks you. and yes,it should find an exit becomes if we just let it be there, it accumulates until .. read more
Prritiy

4 Years Ago

you are welcome :)
very 'angry'
really great.
tell you something funny
i get by my furniture everyday and that keep me calm...

Posted 4 Years Ago


Laminators Dubai

4 Years Ago

just too right!!!
lol
The dark story

4 Years Ago

I am always right :p lol
Laminators Dubai

4 Years Ago

anything cant be better than that
A splendid read and write on anger and its effects and the way to control it...Thank you for sharing...:)

Posted 4 Years Ago


Sami Khalil

4 Years Ago

My pleasure. I love the quote about the prophet( PBUH)...:)
The dark story

4 Years Ago

in Khalid brother's review? actually , everything about him is likeable.
Sami Khalil

4 Years Ago

Yep. I agree...You are welcome...:)
Augh ! Text is TOO BIG ! (Can't say I cannot read it !) :D

I - honestly - have never heard sobbing when I hallucinate. I hear voices, laughter, dishes breaking, screaming, fighting going on and a lotta yelling and insults - but never crying.

Hang in there - and no - one should never apologize to oneself. It's bad enough to talk to oneself but to carry on an apologetic conversation would be the brink for me. :)


Posted 4 Years Ago


dw817

4 Years Ago

BTW, the next text size looks wonderful !
The dark story

4 Years Ago

yeah there are some people who doesn't have even a clue about themselves, for eg :me... a self-aware.. read more
dw817

4 Years Ago

You might talk to your doctor about a FIRO-B as well. That is a personality assessment test and I di.. read more

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Re-starting the journey that I have once left. It feels good to be back here- a haven of creation and stupendous imagination. Yo. To be honest, I don't know myself so much. My self-awareness test o.. more..

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