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stadarooni
stadarooniEmpathy is the human superpower.
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Why do emotions feel so alien?

Greyscale

I knew something was wrong as soon as I opened the door.

The air was devoid of sultry moisture,

The air was devoid of sultry moisture, seeming to evaporate as swaths of ashen butterflies whirled and whizzed about.

Their movement was devoid of intelligence –

Their movement was devoid of intelligence – their dance tripped over tempo into a typhoon,

Their movement was devoid of intelligence – their dance tripped over tempo into a typhoon, leading to harmonious

chaos.

The stench of silence deafened my routine:

The stench of silence deafened my routine: there would be no brisk stroll that would leash me on with my day.

Hushed cars whizzed by like whispers at a perpetual pace,

Hushed cars whizzed by like whispers at a perpetual pace, incapable of any less than perfection.

Hushed cars whizzed by like whispers at a perpetual pace, incapable of any less than perfection. No friction or acceleration:

the light was green,

the silence was green.

The solemn-silver sky reflected on their windows,

The solemn-silver sky reflected on their windows, hinting towards the sombre blue dew of rainy days.

It was unsettling that there was no rain.

It was unsettling that there was no rain. The clouds were not even there.

It was all a familiar, ambivalent atmosphere,

It was all a familiar, ambivalent atmosphere, asphyxiating my alien heart into believing all of that.

It was all a familiar, ambivalent atmosphere, asphyxiating my alien heart into believing all of that. I distracted myself from what was truly wrong with dreary imagination.

Why do I need to cry colourless choruses every, single, day?

Why do I have to be like this, against myself?

My mindset maliciously maligns me.

I am afraid and alone –

that is all that I am certain of.

(Aside) So, sorry that I haven't been posting on Commaful over the last week. I haven't been in the mood to write.

However, I wanted to write something this weekend, so I decided to take a piece from my Writing class, from about a year or so ago, and revise and extend it. I hope that the final result is serviceable in comparison to the rest of my writing, but if not, that's okay.

Just to clarify, I am not feeling that dull. I just got back into the mindset that I had during high school while revising the original piece. However, for my next piece, I do want to write something happier.

I hope that you're all doing well! Please, keep on writing, keep on empathizing, and keep on doing what you all do best! Tale care, Commaful! <3

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