Opus Indigere
Hollow feelings that lead to aches and pains.
The source is familiar but nothing will be done.
Gluttony derived from stubbornness will be the death of him.
Either or.
Too much or too little.
Is this a struggle born from the liar that is his conscious?
The two born into one, or simply created in his later years to compensate.
The answer will forever lie locked away, unless..no.
Compensate for what though?
He is all that he can be, all that he is willing to be.
Where does one find the power to be the best version of himself.
To beat the best version of himself.
To gain that acceptance, acknowledgment, that charisma that sets him apart from the rest.
Without characters to add to the story line he would be no one.
Just a self-agonist, deciding what he stands for in a world with nothing to stand for, no one to stand for.
That lacking ingredient is key to his survival.
To end that hungry, empty feeling.
Where is that need.
Written in June of 2011
The collection of 6 works is presented to you by my current self for my former self. Upon reading these, it is personally difficult to remember the exact head space i was in at the time however i remember the feelings.