“Summer afternoon” This light breeze in my hair. I love this chilling feeling the breeze leaves on my face. It is the one thing that brings happiness.
The roads are empty. The emptiness of these roads matches the emptiness that I feel inside. Why must everything be so empty?
My thoughts are wandering in the silence. This dead silence haunts me. It reminds me of what once was, And the loneliness now.
I go through day after day not conscious of my own destination. Gone is all I want to be.
The only one I want to see, The Grim Reaper. He is the ultimate giver. The giver of freedom.
Towards the dark, gloomy nights I climb up and up this towering, brittle building. Suffocating you with its massive size. This place has more memories than I will ever know.
I reach the top and look down on all the people below. The size of ants. The only destination I have to go now is down and down. The thought of this final fall overtakes me, grasps at me, wanting to be let free.
Finally, the leap. I fall and again feel the chilled breeze in my hair and on my face. The feeling I so loved. The soothing feeling of finally being able to be free from myself overwhelms me. My last sights of this world are the fading of the “nibbling stars.”
"Behind every sweet smile, there is a bitter sadness that no one can ever see and feel." -Tupac Shakur