Hope Before Hope


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Just venting using a character as a mouthpiece. I don't like to just do vent works to just put it out there. It's also a small insight into what happened to the Cosmic Colors before the 'magical girl' days and where Zoey's own headspace was and something she struggles with later on. I'm not a writer, I don't like to write, I'm not very good at it. In fact I 100% recommend not even reading this. I'm posting this more for myself to throw it into the void.

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It was yet another day of overwhelming emotions for her - a feeling of hopelessness and seclusion that seemed to engulf her entirely. The soundlessness that surrounded her was deafeningly loud, causing her to feel uneasy and desolate. Despite her efforts to muster up the strength to go on with her day, she found herself immobilized, questioning the point of even trying. After all, what was the purpose of getting out of bed and putting on a facade of normalcy when everything felt so utterly imperfect? The mere thought of pretending to be okay and not burdening society with her problems seemed too exhausting. The mental and emotional energy required to put on a forced smile and a cheerful tone was far too much for her to spare. crying out for someone or something to rescue her from the relentless demon of loneliness.

Hopeless this depressive emotion would be her new norm, fated to be lonely, forgotten by friends who have moved on or fighting their own battles. What is hope but a toxic facade that perpetuates disappointment? Bygone are the days of late-night laughter, gossip and support. The girls departed years ago taking an important piece of her along with them. Now an empty shell. She hated the reflection looking back at her. Dark circles under her eyes were drawn out by a sickly pale complexion. Already counting down the hours until she can return to the safe haven of her bed. She practices various smiles in the mirror selecting the one requiring the least amount of effort to maintain before she gets ready for another hopeless, lonely and long day.