Despair is not when you fall into a hole, and you cry and bellow for days and nobody comes; that is called tragedy, and in a tragedy, you die. Despair is when you are thrown into a pit, and you know who put you in there, and the people who put you in there are those with whom you spent your life for, and you know that your friends and family have all been thrown into holes like you were, and that they have all died helpless. And you wish to die of thirst, you desire to reunite with those you loved whether be it in Heaven or Hell, but you are kept alive by you opressors by point of pure cruelty, and you yell for help but they hear you and ignore you, and you beg for mercy only to be laughed at in silence.
Then, everything you've ever known and trusted becomes meaningless, and life itself then has no meaning, nor does death or fear, neither do the skies that are watching and unacting. At last you realize: your tears are worth nothing.
This is despair.
For despair is not when all hope is lost; it is when there was never any hope in the first place; and then you acknowledge it.
Damned be the heavens and cursed be all the gods.
