Uprising of Downfall

Just, as light and darkness do not coexist but, they are meaningless without each other her downfall was awaiting in the darkness waiting to triumph over her success.
She had an aura of confidence and her soul was radiating the power of being invincible.
She fell right into the abyss and went in deeper and deeper without even realising, that how much one tries it is impossible to reach the end. The dreams vaporised into fears and the deeper she went the narrower it become.
Finally the walls started closing in, and claustrophobia soon engulfed the confidence and power she was thriving upon.
She felt as if, she was living death. The hallucinations were just blurred images of her good time, when everything was pleasant and she was still a carefree soul.

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Excerpt #8

"I have never before had such a strong feeling that I was devoid of secret dimensions, confined within the limits of my body, from which airy thoughts float up like bubbles. I build memories with my present self. I am cast out, forsaken in the present: I vainly try to rejoin the past: I cannot escape." --Jean Paul Sartre, Nausea

Excerpt #13

“Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can't get it off. That's when you realize that sometimes it isn't even an answer--it's a question. Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.” ― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

Excerpt #7

"For a hundred dead stories there still remain one or two living ones. I evoke these with caution, occasionally, not too often, for fear of wearing them out, I fish one out, again I see the scenery, the characters, the attitudes. I stop suddenly: there is a flaw, I have seen a word pierce through the web of sensations. I suppose that this word will soon take the place of several images I love. I must stop quickly and think of something else; I don’t want to tire my memories. In vain; the next time I evoke them a good part will be congealed." - Jean Paul Sartre, Nausea

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