#saddad

All satisfaction is gone. 

The little things that used to bring me joy are now worthless or have simply disappeared.   There is a lack motivation. A lack of inspiration.   Why would I keep on trying if nothing makes me happy anyway? All of this makes me feel even worse and I get caught up in a vicious circle.

Suddenly I find myself living in slow motion.

@therealjacksepticeye ............. what the actual F*** IS GOING ON WITH OUT SAD DAD!!!!

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How deep does the void go? How far can Chase see?

He wondered as he held his daughter, rocking back and forth, her blood growing warmer in his shirt. He could hear the sirens screaming down the road coming towards them, but they'll be too late. His throat tightened as he felt her leave, hearing a bird over them fly away, taking her with it.

The void in his head grew until he could see black and green stars over the road. He could feel tears fall from his eyes, and a scream escaping his lips. He held up his daughter close to him, screaming her name, begging her to come back, to return from the void.

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From behind, within the dark shadows, a figure with glowing green eyes watched, anger building under his cold skin, his hands balling into a fist. The mugger could've taken anyone-anyone!- but he took her. He took her with a smoking gun and some change from Chase's pocket.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to swallow his hatred, but burning tears fell and his knees began to shake.

This wasn't his void, his life, his kin, but... damnit.

Ï přømí§ê, Ćhąšê.

Chase lifted his head when he heard the voice in his head. His heartbeat was runing faster.