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How can he be gone within the short time it took me to get out here? I must be the most unlucky person. Nevertheless the palace gardens look better under the yellow light of the flaming torches. I can peacefully practice the song I will be singing tomorrow. There is no one to feel disturbed by the noise, so I sing loud. "You were a lamp in our darkest nights, But you faded away when we needed you the most, And you took pieces of our hearts with you, To a world beyond our reach, Even now I cry over the life we could have had,

LEVI’S POV Before You Go by Lewis Capaldi “I fell by the wayside like everyone else. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, but I was just kidding myself. Our every moment, I start to replace. ‘Cause now that they’re gone, all I hear are the words that I needed to say.” I was singing while I was breaking the shell of an egg. I was cooking some sunny-side up egg, fried rice, and hotdog for breakfast.

The joyful laughter of his children and the radiant smile of Sara were a distant echo in his mind, and every day he spent without them plunged him into unfathomable sadness. Mason withdrew from the world, closing himself in his own darkness. He couldn't bear the reality of his loss and took refuge in his thoughts and memories. The life he once knew had completely vanished, and he felt trapped in an abyss of pain and loneliness. Depression consumed him, and his spirits sank into a bottomless pit. Guilt and pain accompanied him everywhere, and each passing day pushed him further away from the life he once had. His friends and family tried to help him, but Mason had been plunged into such a dee

But the world has lost its color, and its vibrancy, and all that remains is a monochrome existence painted in shades of sorrow. The room, once a sanctuary, feels like a prison now. The walls close in around me, suffocating, and I long for escape, for a reprieve from the relentless agony that holds me captive. In this moment of despair, I realize that I am truly alone. There is no one left to turn to, no one who understands the depth of my sorrow. My family is gone, my marriage is in ruins, and my child is lost to me forever. I bury my face in my knees, my body wracked with sobs that seem to have no end. The tears flow, cleansing in their own painful way, a testament to a love that was, and a

"No matter how much we try to erase the emotional sadness from our feelings, it's becomes the most painful expression in our heart. It's always by us even if we try to be happy or smile for the day. Sadness always has the first role in our heart from the birth." On the Next day, in the same town, the car driver into the public square. Parking the first half inside a dark passage, the backwards on the open side, both the couples got to work.

I've been so engrossed in getting away from here that I totally forgot my safe place. Poems. There was something about every poem I loved because in a way, I related to them. I quickly thought of the exact one to recite. It was then. Another favorite piece by a poet I found on internet which goes as, “When everything’s darkness And you feel so alone, When the rain doesn’t stop And you can’t make it home…” I trailed out. The wordings of the song registered my head. Was everything darkness for me? Following how I was kidnapped from my home, it was dark.

a single second is enough to make a poor to rich and rich to poor the same second is enough to make the most powerful person to a weak person the same single second can make happiest person in the world to drown in the ocean of sorrow a single night turned viranica roy life most miserably the only family her mom left her the only love of her life died infront of her in her hands the smile that sticked to her face left her the tears are to ease the pain but the tears in her eyes also abandoned her in this painful situation the most painful thing is unable to shred the tears to express our emotions everyone experiences this situation in their life once loosing of their loved ones at a certain

The floodgates of grief opened, and he wept, his sorrow echoing through the room. I offered whispered words of comfort, my voice breaking as tears mingled with my words. "I'm so sorry, Levi. I can't begin to fathom the depth of your pain. But know that you're not alone. I'm here for you, always." Levi took a shaky breath, his voice barely a whisper as he found the strength to speak. "You know the saddest part about this?" he asked, his eyes searching mine for understanding, longing for a response before he continued.

The weight of sadness settled upon her heart, casting a shadow over her once vibrant spirit. Eva retreated to her private study, seeking solace amidst the memories that intertwined with her grief. The room, adorned with artifacts from their epic journey, held a bittersweet reminder of the battles fought and the loved ones lost along the way. Tears welled up in Eva's eyes as she clutched a treasured photograph of Uncle Sam, a cherished mentor and source of unwavering support.

If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather So, before you go Was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting? It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless ♪ I groaned trying to tune the radio to another channel. It was as if the universe was reading my mind by playing songs that made me feel worse than ever. ♪I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you 'cause I find it hard to take When people run in circles, it's a very, very Mad world Mad world Mad world