As I descend the steps from my front door, I lift my head and endulge in the sweet scents which hang effortlessly in the evening air. As my journey takes me all over a darkened city lit up with poor artificial substitutes, I gaze into the faces of a stream of people and contemplate what lurks behind the seemlingly cheery faces. Your eyes cannot lie. They are timeless windows into your soul. As I sit across from you I try to imagine what consequences you have suffered from probable events in your life. Every nuance is a tribute to a past event. Every pose you strike in an effort to rise above the darkness a defense mechanism to ward off nosey onlookers. But I see through it all. Underneath all those layers of armor there is just a scared child. A child who has forced themselves to blend into the system because of the paramount fear of reprieve. What a wonderful and terrible world it would be if the chains of society and fear were loosed from the backs of us demons and angels. There would be no victims. Only Heros and Villains. Suddenly you look up at me and realize that my gaze has pierced your thoughts. You smile at me knowing that your feeble attempt to dissuade me from your aura is a losing battle yet so automatic as it was, you did it innocently. As the whirl of traffic and faces passes my path constantly I feel as if this space is going to explode with emotion. The oh so familar feelings of anger sadness and confusion come rushing into me as if the dam on a raging river suddenly gave way. Without a word you feel my condolences for your predicament, however the world got this way because of self pity. Lets dispense with this cheap attempt at humanity and lets steal eachother away from our demons for one night.
Walking night after night not satisfied by the events that transpire day after day, I look to the well trodden path that lays before me. Its 3 am and the only thing that enters my mind is the face of the girl that ill be in love with for eternity. I feel right at home as i glide soundlessly down the crumbling asphalt walkway that leads me to a small river. night after night i visit this place. As i sit down on a tree stump and close my eyes, I focus intently on the serenity of the sounds of the flowing water dancing past my feet. Thinking upon whether or not I could handle an eternity in a world so dark and grim as this one I focus on the simple things which keep me content. At one time misery was my only companion but now I feel all too comfortable on my own, lost in my thoughts as I feel a cold, smooth wind kiss my neck. What was once a vibrant reminder of my incapability to be on my own now stands dimly on the horizon of my memory. A sad tribute to the person i used to be. I am lost now. Lost in the forever night that consumes me even in waking daylight. Lost in the regret i feel for letting the woman of my dreams slip away so easily. Lost in my search for my destiny. My only wish day in and out is that i could learn what it means to be human. A familiar feeling of detachment sets in as i ponder a life of solitude and the pursuit of knowledge. When will my path meet with my destiny. When will i be given the chance to learn what it means to be human. When will i become immortal. I stand as a resolute guardian, without flinching or fear of death I wait for the dark visitor that i see in my dreams to reach my gaze. Until then I head out into the darkness which is a reflection of my soul.
COMMENTS
That sounds very deep
nicely written. deep. i shall add your journal. ~K~
Your words flow smooth and real. But Griever you're not lost, you're in transition......Just how I hear you....just what I feel from your words.
hmm..over her are we? lol beautiful
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AzriellaRipley
02:55 Apr 06 2010
wow...that was amazing, I really like that alot
brileybeauford666
00:27 Dec 02 2010
For only one night? Be careful, Griever. When you peer so closely, what you see may be more than you can take.....
I love this.....