Fallen Road

Chapter I:

I used to be a good man. I had love, wealth, and people who cared about me. I loved my old life. But then I lost it all. No. It was taken from me. Taken and destroyed.

I am alone now. I am trapped in a prison they made for me. Well, they made but I had a hand in creating it. These pages are the only thing I have now. I have become king of my own ruined kingdom. No light exists here. No love. No other people. It’s just me and these pages.

I am a king of my own ruin. In a way, I couldn’t stop. I wished that I had someone to talk to me. But now there it is too late.

Time means nothing to me. I have no idea what year or century it is. It will keep going for me like this. All of my emotions died inside. But I can still feel the empty misery around me. It keeps growing every day. It’s gotten so bad that I wish nothing more than to die. Every day, I wish for sweet, sweet death come and take me away.

But the desire to live won’t let me do so.

I don’t really want to die. But I don’t know what to do. There is nothing that I could do. The more I write, the more I am trapped in this limbo. I can’t even cry over the ones I loved. I can’t remember their faces anymore. Their voices terrify me. They ask me why I left them to their fates. They won’t let me sleep anymore. I can’t chase them out of my head. I know what they want. They wanted me to join them.

But I can’t.

I used to be a good man. They ruined me. I lost everything. I know what you are thinking. Who am I and what happened to me?

I chuckled to myself.

Here is my story.