Darkness Depression Quotes Novels & Stories

I sit there, a prisoner in my own mind, trapped in this dark, desolate realm. The world around me is shrouded in perpetual darkness, punctuated only by the occasional flicker of an unseen flame. Black smoke curls and writhes around me, a fucking sinister, malevolent presence. I feel empty, hollow, like a shell without a soul. There is no light here, no hope, no escape.

I always say that I don’t need anybody, I am enough for myself but we all know that not true. We all need somebody in our hard times with us so that he can take us back to light from the darkness of the mind. “ yea I am going don’t worry and thanks for saving I seriously don’t know what would have I done if you weren’t here? Thank you so much.”

So I would definitely remember if I was back to having nightmares. I try to blink my eyes to adjust to the darkness but I only see darkness all the lights are off so instead I try to see the time still upset I’m sweating like this and then Shasta’s feet are coming in my face all of a sudden like she can’t feel me or feel herself move. Move your feet Shasta I say but she just groans ignoring me Now I know it must have been hot from both our body heat. She probably has rolled on my side the whole night I groan out loud Why do I have to sleep with her she doesn’t know how to share a bed and always end up with some part of her on me.And she has her own bed but choose to sleep in mine.Dad calls h

"I don't feel too good… My throat feels like it's on fire… It hurts so much!" "Noah!" I screamed in a panic and rushed over to catch his small body before he collapsed to the ground. "Noah?" Alexander finally snapped out of his daze and stared in horror as Noah writhed in pain. I glared at him angrily. "Happy now? You just poisoned your own son with your own two hands!" Alexander completely panicked and looked flustered. "No! I didn't know… I really didn't know this would happen. Noah, I'm sorry…"

she started dressing my wound I didn't said anything after that I went back to my room but her words are still rotating in my head why no one till today said to me iam wrong is it because they are scared of me am I really beast but who cares what iam how iam and why iam like this did anyone cared about me till today did anyone cared how iam being till today no one cared but everyone judges me why what did I do can anyone say why iam like this all I want to do right now is cry and scream and let it all out because its killing me inside ""the night turns into the day the day then turns to night but my life never turns to bright from darkness there is not a single thing to do everything looks o

It gnawed at me like a constant ache, a reminder of the void that Cassidy’s absence had left behind. The heaviness of my thoughts feels like an anchor dragging me down into the depths of my own mind. It's as if I'm trapped in a never-ending darkness, a place where hope struggles to exist. Depression is a relentless specter that clings to every corner of my being. Its grip tightens with every passing moon, making even the simplest tasks feel like insurmountable mountains. The moon hangs high in the sky as I stand before Beta Achilles, the silver light casting an ethereal glow upon his masculine figure.

As I stood there with the ashes in my hand, I repeated the words that the old man had spoken to me. "You will find the truth hidden behind your darkness." The words echoed in my mind as I tried to comprehend their meaning. What darkness was he referring to? Was it the darkness within me, or was it something else entirely?

"Why are you even here? I cocked a brow at him. "You don't want me here," I said softly. He shook his head negatively. "That's not what I meant, don't twist my words." A smile curved my lips. "So you want me here right?" I pressed and he chuckled lightly. "Yes I want you here but answer my question." I sighed deeply. "I'm here because everyone needs someone to talk to Marcus. I know that you want to be alone but sometimes it's not always good to be alone, it only encourages the dark forces inside us to get worse."

I whispered, my voice filled with gratitude. "Even if I had asked for your help, I realize now that there was nothing you could have done. The Darkness had taken hold, and no amount of coaxing or reassurance could have dislodged it from my mind. I was clinging to it, unwilling to let go." I admitted, the truth finally dawning on me, as I truly acknowledged it for the first time.

You don’t have a reason to be happy now. My heart felt heavy suddenly, and I went inside my house. I turned off the lights as I felt like darkness is the best thing I need now. The darkness comforted me as I laid on the bed, with my eyes wide open. Thinking how fucked up I am.