Miserable Life Meaning Novels & Stories

every night my spirit is entangled within the fangs of bitterness, my strength ebbs away at the ticking of the time, I am most miserable of all men, even more miserable than the beast of the field, my light has become a great darkness, happiness no longer comes to my dwelling place, I have only taken a place to live, which will definitely be filled up some days when I had made it empty, if I am denied the joy of my life, the only thing that should parch a smile to my face in this vile world of

She has always been trapped; from the day she was born she was stuck in this life of what others might can consider 'privilage', but she knows only knows as the seventh layer of Hell. She will never get to be free. Free to live her own life, free to find happiness. She will always be someone else's hostage. Their possession. It is times like this, when everything piles on her and it all feels like too much to handle. that she wonders what her purpose in life is. What is the meaning of life for her? Misery? Terror? Pain? If that is her lot in life, then what is the point in carrying on?

"That's nonsense. You know I can't do that while you are wandering in bed. I can't sleep while you are awake." "Im sorry. I just can't. There is so much going on in my head. I can't explain what I am feeling. It's like I am in a catastrophic quagmire. Why is this happening to me, Damian? Just when I thought that I had it all, this happens? Am I doomed to be miserable the whole of my life?" I'm trying really hard not to break down as I speak. I just don't understand this shit called fate anymore. Why has it vouched to make my life miserable? Why has it decided to punish me like this?

I know you might I'm just making things up but seriously, it's true. It's like am never lucky with anything, when it comes to relationships or even jobs. Am like a Walking talking ticking hot mess! Like a bomb! Not only does my name literally mean "unfortunate," but that's the story of my life. Everything I touch suddenly turns to crap. I know I sound depressed but hey am not! I moved out of the studio I shared with my ex for cheating which means I'm back living at home with my teenage like parents, and with me back to be their grown up governess.

he explained as he continued drawing on his pale hand, but he could see out of the corner of his eye that the purple eyes were glazed over the ground, joining the dots in a way that all seemed to make too much sense now. The death of his parents probably went through his mind, that completely failed marriage and that unfair death. It was all there, going by quickly and now...with meaning. "I see..., so the person would be fated to have an unhappy life..." he asked along with a weak smile. "Unhappy? I would say that would be too little to describe! It would be a completely miserable life, and probably...a death even more so" the silver-eyed one followed; and even though he knew that saying al

Just then, the realization snapped into me, and I sensed… Nothing but disaster– that's what I'm meant for. “Then, I should also say bye to this miserable life” Alicia instantly snapped her eyes downward to look at me, a lot shocked by my blunt utterance. “Don’t say such an awful thing, darling” she rebuked, her eyes full of concern. “There’s nothing left behind for me to live on for…” I mumbled, locking my gaze with hers. … Just a dosage of any harmful herb would do. Be it quick or painful, I'm ready to just let go of this life. It's too miserable and void of the warmth everyone else receives.

I missed my parents and each day I wondered what would have happened to me, how my life would have been if my parents did not have to sell me off just like that to Alpha Victor. Would my life have been any better? Less miserable maybe. What would I have become? Would I still be living under the roof of my parents? Or would I have met someone? Like a man who would treat me right and love me wholesomely? There are also chances that my life would not be any better than this. I have always had bad luck with living ever since I was born anyway. From horrible parents to a horrible high school life. In fact, everything about me has never been good. It is almost like nothing good in my life actually

It is as if he is not in the same place he is back then. Still, the way he is living as he is in the life of Oliver is something he is greatful. To have a money to survive for a day is a fortune. To know that even in this life, circumstance as this is something common. Poverty truly is one of the hardest thing to encounter. It is a disease that is unending. Like a parasite whose number keeps on rising without stop. “What would you do if you have used all of that money?" He catches the attention of he boy.

No matter how hard I tried to mount in the mud of misery, no matter how I keep on standing whenever I tumbles down, everything seems to shatter so easily in the end. Is it so hard to aim for happiness in this world? God knows I tried to be brave and strong to keep on fighting the battles but no matter how hard I strive, I still keep on losing and ending up being broken. I was not mean and didn't have ill intentions toward anyone. I never aggravated nor stepped on someone else's shoes, so why is this all happening to me? It's so unfair and I was so damn tired. It's like I wanna give up and just let life whatever strike on me. Maybe I was really born unlucky or maybe this is all I could ever

'Ohh you don't wanna mess with me Sabastien, you don't wanna know what am capable of'. He yawned (ALL BIG TALK, YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A SHOWOFF...THERE IS NOTHING A WEAKLING LIKE YOU COULD POSSIBLY DO) I bit my lips, why was I living such a miserable life. (I SHOULD BE THE ONE LAMENTING, YOU HAVE SUCCEEDED IN MAKING MY WHOLE SPIRIT LIFE MISERABLE). I groaned 'For wolfsake Sabastien, just SHUT THE HELL UP'. (AM GONNA MAKE YOU PAY FOR THAT IDIOT, MARK MY WORDS).