Chapter 1: The Metaphor of Decay

As we remain entrenched in a deteriorating environment, we inevitably start to mirror the decaying space around us.

When we find ourselves in the shells of decay, it’s often a bitter surprise to learn that love comes with a steep cost.

I was unaware that the remnants of our experiences leave lasting imprints that are not easily erased.

I never realized how I could attract chaos, masked as tranquility, while wandering in illusory deserts.

I indulged in grand illusions, believing I was destined for greatness, yet here I am, stuck amidst these ruins,

as I lay in these remnants of decay.

It appears my relationships are consistently fraying,

slowly unraveling from their original designs.

I’ve been misled and have witnessed more farewells than ballets,

to the point where the weight of it all has stifled my desire to dance.

Disappointment and betrayal have become familiar companions,

which is why I linger in the remnants of the past,

remaining in these shells of decay.

I saw the sunlight but chose to overlook the looming grayness.

When one neglects to nurture their spirit, they soon become the prey of life’s relentless hunt.

I lost the innocence of my inner child, who once reveled in comfort,

until that comfort turned into a house of despair.

Now, within these crumbling walls, I cannot remain.

As the roof gives way, I can finally feel the sun’s healing rays,

and I can no longer reside in these shells of decay.

This poem embodies both metaphor and reality,

evoking deep emotions as I reflect on the stripped-down exterior that resembles my own state.

After my divorce, I was left with a home full of problems, primarily a leaky roof.

Imagine being abandoned by love while the home you built together deteriorates around you — that’s the essence of this poem.

In the fall of 2022, I encountered an abandoned house (as seen in the featured image) that captivated me.

I often ponder why these vacant and crumbling structures fascinate me.

I empathize with these inanimate beings because I understand the loneliness of being among the ruins.

Once, joy and love filled these walls.

Months later, that house transformed; it appeared rejuvenated and vibrant.

Remember, you are not forgotten. Never lose faith in yourself or in those you cherish.

You hold the blueprint to your aspirations, and brighter days are on the horizon.

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Chapter 2: Healing Through Art

The first video showcases "THE PVP-CHAD 2x2 V1 | SHELL | v1.0 | Base Building 2020 | Rust," emphasizing the importance of creating a stable foundation in the midst of chaos.

The second video, "My Chemical Romance - The Foundations of Decay (Lyric Video)," reflects on themes of loss and the search for meaning amidst despair.