Archived: Vacancy – Trenton Arias (Senior)

He fell to his knees, the force breaking the earth beneath him.

Internal screams become the encapsulated ringing in his ears.

His chest heavier than concrete, his voice more broken than his soul on fire.

Pain is a luxury, a minimized agony only small minds can fathom.

This… this was his humanity.

The thing separating him from the quelled emptiness of indifference.

This was the calamity of every grain of sentiment and passion he had.

This was the ache of enamored warmth losing its flame.

The realization of numbness comparable to avoid.

There is no greater pain than not feeling at all every lost morsel of what is no longer…




To feel human.