Chapter 158 - Uncertain choices

Amidst every mental chaos, existed an indefinite space in the soul, it was hazy dark and empty, like an endless pit missing that one thing, that one spark that could fill up the void. How would one explain the tortures of guilt? What else would hit the mark other than the endless feeling of a suffocating emptiness, just you and your resounding thoughts of self criticism that eats up the soul faster than the most lethal poison.