I tried to capture this emotion that I've been feeling so hard lately. I finally was able to capture it and put it so I can have it in my book I'm writing. Tell me what you think.
As I walk with an empty chasm of steel, emotions pour out into the cave, and as they drip the echo faintly slips out of my mouth, and plays a melody of bitter sadness. I look around and the trees are gray, the grass is colorless, my skin blends in with every other person's skin, and life goes on.... Every day brings forth heavier loads of intangible weight, as you see a couple holding hands in front of you. Your heart seeps blood, but the blood is actually tears...your heart needs to cry one way or another. In the core of the cave the walls illuminate with the candle of hope, reflecting ever so gently around the empty chasm. Yet, you are alone, and the candle is but a mere indicator that the will to live has been reduced to a flicker in the darkness. A once prosperous cave that bellowed with wildlife sounds has been reduced to a deafened darkness, only to be met with a spear dipped in poison.