Despair Emoji Novels & Stories

And my truth, without proof, is just noise. I burst into a bitter laugh, a hollow, despairing sound that rings through the suddenly quiet square. It's a laugh born of absolute helplessness. "What's the point?" I ask, my voice hoarse, tinged with a despair that feels ancient. "No matter what I say, no matter what truth I try to speak, I've already been doomed before your eyes. You've made up your minds. You might as well just do whatever the fuck you want to do." My defiance is a thin shield against the raw despair.

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish

"And... And he just killed the girl I was about to lose my virginity with." As I was thinking all this, I heard someone's voice. "Son, do not fall to despair yet. It is too soon for that." I sat up and looked around to look if someone was there, but there was no one. "You have to find the wish fish and break the curse. Do not lose your hope until you do it." Where was the voice coming from? What curse was he talking about? "Who are you? Show yourself," I called out. "I am not there. Only you can hear my voice right now."

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I inform them, and they are hesitant. "Please," I beg as my voice cracks, and they leave one after the other. When Aiden leaves and shuts the door. I burst into tears and curled on the bed and sob like a child, like a worthless child. My chest is so heavy as if i had three bags of cement dumped on my chest. It is so heavy that it is pushing and sinking and drowning me in my despair . I am drowning and waiting to die because I know no one is around to help. I drown deeper and deeper until I am lost.

“ this time, you wanted to see me. ” “ Why can’t I see you? Am I still not desperate enough? ” I questioned, walking to my right, trying to reach an end. “ No. You are not. Desperation rises from agony—from the pain that crushes your heart, the misery that kills you, and the despair that destructs you. You, my child, didn’t experience it. You lived a good life. You held yourself together. ” She spoke in the same soothing tone that never seemed to change.

The collapse of her pride is written clearly across her face. She clenches her fists tightly. “Dorian…” Maeve whispers. Her voice cracks, filled with absolute despair. She slowly lifts her tear-filled eyes toward me with a heartbreaking look of desperation. “Do not tell Alaric.”

Felix, found dead? With no savior coming, no hope of going back to being happy again, the dam had burst. The sobs came then, violent and uncontrollable, tearing through my chest. I crumpled onto the bed, the mug filled with cold tea clattering to the floor, forgotten. My hands flew to my face, trying to hide the contortion of my features, the floodgates of despair. It was ugly, undignified, and utterly beyond my control. A small, inquisitive sound cut through my agony. "Mommy?"

She clenched her fists and shook her head in a slow, broken gesture of despair, looking like a female who had finally seen too much of the world’s rot to want another day in it. Courtney’s smile widened, sharp and lethal. "See? Even the Omen has lost the will to howl. If she fades tonight, it is only what she desires."

Her voice dropped low in despair. “…It’s gone.”