A Man Trapped Behind The Walls Of Society
It Was The Same Old Thing As Yesterday
The early morning start was not unusual for this young man.Who had more burning desires than a handful of hot coals that glowed from the energy they give off and the underlying heat that they constantly and so willlingly share.Many people see a day as one of many in the treadmill of life.They don't change direction and speed they continue to follow the easy path they have taken.One that neither excites the mind or the soul.They will constantly struggle with the way life is and the way life is going but will do nothing to change it.This energetic soul reaches for the world even if the events that take place seem ordinary and far from extrodinary.The routines the bind us together are also seeds that can grow to the gigantic plants that are only seen in monster movies and sci-fi thrillers.The same ones that start out harmless and in time can become unbearable to watch as each day is now the impossible that breaks through all the laws that exsist and challanges our own exsistence.
I look away and see the rain that has fallen over night.Still small droplets left on the window panes of life that hold on to the only thing they know.To cling onto an empty space where life revolves in so many directions.As the cool air surrounds everything we see and gives us a chill that starts somewhere in the back of our minds and travel through our bodies like victims of the most hedious crimes.What can this wonderful day bring forth that will change life and all the people that live to try to understand the inner beings that are so quickly forgottten and disgurarded like an old carcass that is left empty after all the meat was so ravegisly cut out.
I thought I would give a try at writing a story with a little different approach to life.Could you please give me your opinion of what you think?Have a great day and may all your dreams grow from your hearts to your souls.