A Dispassionate Dance of Disheartenment

Written by Miguel Santiago

In the crimson labyrinth of despair, where hearts lay bleeding and souls sever ties with hope, a disheartening symphony unfolds. A dispassionate narrative drenched in shadows, whispering tales of cold indifference.

Bloody echoes resonate through the hollow chambers as shattered dreams crumble like ash between calloused fingers. The pulse of pain dances with the dissonant drumbeat of apathy, an unfeeling waltz etched in scarlet hues.

Emotion, once a vibrant palette of colours, now fades to grayscale in this desolate landscape. The palette of compassion was stripped away, leaving only the starkness of desolation. Tears turn to dust, swallowed by a world that thrives on detachment.

In these brackish waters, empathy becomes a fleeting memory drowned in the currents of indifference. Hearts encased in armour, shields against the anguish of others, hardened by a dispassionate existence where the self is paramount and compassion a forgotten relic.

Beneath a pale moon’s gaze, the disheartened masses wander, mere spectres drifting through an unyielding void. Sorrow clings to them like a relentless shadow, weaving its tendrils through their weary bones, each step a painful reminder of forgotten solace.

This dispassionate refrain, an anthem of emotional exile, echoes through the ruins of connection. Echoes of honesty muffled by lies, authenticity buried beneath layers of deceit, until…