Prelims right now and havent had been feeling too good for the past few days. And of course, guilty as well. Why so? Mr procrastination succeeded in luring me into his clutches of "slothfulness".

Sigh. Feeling extremely heavy hearted at the moment and in alot of pain due to cramps.. urgh.

Whatever it may be, just got to hang in there for a few more days and just make up for all the lacked sleep in just 3 days. Come on, just 3 more days Ruth.

Then the following week, no more procrastination, and with, hopefully, full engines running.

The worlds such a huge place.
You try to face it courageously.
Yet. Always..
The different faces snarling and mocking you.
Despite such,
you continue walking and keep your head held high.
They begin to throw rocks at you,
leaving you bruised as you attempt to walk away from them.
Still, you keep your head high,
quickening your pace as you just want to get away.
Their physical hurt turn emotional as they start laughing at you.
Pointing. Jeering. Heartless laughing.
Afraid, you just keep walking,
putting on a strong facade to prevent revealing your vulnerability.

Suddenly, you feel yourself falling..
Falling onto a chair as you are in a room of pitch darkness.
Dark and lonely,
with nothing but a light shining down above your head,
giving you all the company you need.

..
"Who are you."
"What do you want to be."
"Why are you doing what you are doing."
"Where do you think you can go at such a pathetic state."
"Do you honestly think you can go far with this?"
"You are inferior."

The voices don't stop talking. They never do.
No physical beings, just voices.
Thats how they always appear to be.
You hear them. Be it from your head or from them themselves,
but never touchable. Never stoppable.

You remain in the darkness, clutching your head in despair.
Finally, you lower your head.
Begging to the voices to just leave you alone.

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The darkness symbolises vulnerability. Not know whats around you, not knowing what is infront or behind you or anything being visible to the naked eye.

The voices lacking its physical beings symbolise the helplessness of the individual and the incapability to run away from them. Additionally, personified as shown to having a somewhat similar human trait of walking along with the "hopeless individual" and ability to move and throw objects.

Always there, but never touchable as the individual is left unable to make any change to the situation as the "voice" is not within a suitable distance to be touched or punched in the face in any way.

Surviving.