Darkness Sad Quotes Novels & Stories

Is he going to make me face my fears like this? “Tay…” how do I explain it to him? “You can’t live like this Olivia; Face your demons at one point, it’s better to start now than later. Darkness doesn’t always represent darkness, and the same goes with light. The light you always sleep in may be your darkness and the darkness you are so afraid of may be your light. Some people wear white to represent their sorrows and their darkest moments and some wear black. What I’m trying to say here is that darkness is not what it always seems. There’s no need for you to be terrified of it. Now go to sleep, nothing is going to happen to you, okay?” I don’t know if I should believe him or not, but I nod a

Light is just an imagination created by God to play chess with millions of pawns. People say whenever you are lost, seek the light. Light at the end of the tunnel, but I have a different approach to this. When you are lost, seek darkness. Stop at the entrance of the tunnel and drown yourself in the abyss dark and deep — silent and sweet. Light is the cause of all evil in this world. Light was the cause of all the pain in my world. Just imagine a world of pure darkness where colour doesn’t matter and faces — fake or real — remain hidden.

I wanna come back home badly. I am crying, yet there are no tears that I could feel. I just feel awful about myself. Do I even have insides? My intestines? My other organs? Think none. But I do feel sad and miserably desperate. I need a way out of this nothingness, yet darkness is all I could see, touch, and find. Can somebody turn on the freaking light?

Waniya Sadness does not seem a burden, when you never had the pleasure of being happy. I have always been in a fight and flight mode, struggling to prove that I am worth something, even though nobody cared. The darkness inside my body has deepened itself to the point that I can't breathe without hindrance. If I could show you a visual graphic of how this darkness feels, you will see black thick branches wounded around my heart and lungs like that of an ancient oak tree. And when I start to speak, those branches reach inside my throat and they gag my tongue, breaking my voice. The person I want to be is trapped inside my body which does not feel like my own. I'm familiar with the darkness onl

Her Pov: I’m so tired… utterly drained. I don’t even know how long I’ve been trapped in this endless void of darkness. Is this what the afterlife feels like? A suffocating abyss where time has no meaning, and hope is but a distant memory? I’ve been wandering through these shadowed corridors, my footsteps echoing in the silence, searching—desperately—for a single glimpse of light. But no matter how far I go or how hard I try, the darkness stretches on, infinite and unyielding.

I stepped closer to my pillar and read the words aloud: "In the heart of darkness, light must shine, But alone, its glow will fade with time. By shadow’s grace, the light is freed, Together, they are one in need." Evelina joined me, reading the rest of the inscription on her side: "Through dusk and dawn, they dance as one, For without the dark, the light is undone. When both are present, the truth is clear, Together they guide, without fear." She met my eyes, understanding lighting up in her expression. "It’s a test of balance—light and dark. Both need to work in unity to move forward."

I paused for a moment thinking about that place. “When you are dead, the kind of darkness that swallows you is the kind that leaves you with no hope at all. It leaves you broken and desperate. For some noise, something to tell you that you are not alone, that there is something else there besides you, but the silence is defining to a point that you can hear the pin drop.”

“Rage is not your enemy. It’s what you do with it that matters.” The silence stretched between us, heavy and thick, as if the space itself waited for my answer. “And if I choose darkness?” “You will be consumed, lost in endless rage and sorrow. Your soul will fracture.” I shook my head, voice barely a whisper. “I don’t know if I can do that.” “Then what will you do when the darkness comes knocking?” she asked softly. I looked away, ashamed. “I don’t want to fight anymore. I’m tired of fighting.”

"Light always needs a source of energy, darkness does not need a source of energy. Therefore, darkness will always beat the light. One day when light disappears the darkness will prevail." --Smash Hits MELODY POV "What role will I play in taking down the bad boy trafficker?" Jordan asked before throwing another small pebble into the water. We watched in silence as the tiny stone fractured the surface of the water, creating big waves as it skated on the moonlit surface before settling with a tiny pop. The blackness under the sparkling surface swallowed it whole without mercy, stealing it from our sight and dragging it to the world of the unknown that lay beneath the pitch blackness. The waves

then everything went dark. Ladies and Gentlemen, the award of the most worst night ever goes to tonight, August 20th, 2020. I stare at the dark ceiling, I've actually given up on Life, these flashbacks are prove that there's no hope for me, and definitely no help coming, not that I need it though. ~.~