The Same

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Have you ever fallen, risked, believed, hoped, and dream like the way you wanted too?
We, normal and ordinary have we ever got what we wanted?
Has anything really turned out as you wanted?
Yes, maybe, no.
Answers.
Learning how to get where, how to get what you want.
How do some do it.
How can many accomplish what they want.
Stuck in a world of endless dark.
Finding an escape.
Wanting to breathe.
See once more.
Think.
Love.
Hope.
Dream.
Believe.
Can I have any of this again?
Oozing inky hands dragging me down, drowning in such filth.
Wanting nothing more than a hero.
A hero I can say were myself.
No light, no other hand.
Warmth replaced with coldness. Happiness replaced with sadness.
Smiles replace with tears.
Sent outside to fake. Where a mask. Paid for pain.
Will I ever be happy again?
Will I ever feel again?
Instead of going numb and sick?
Replace me with another.
For I seek.... no,
I crave.
Crave for such warmth, happiness, belief, hope.
Walking in a pool of liquid.
Thinking it was beautiful.
Confused yet lost there's no escape. No longer will I see the sunset.
Everyday a repeat.
Same coldness, hatefulness, sorrow, darkness.
Never changing.
I the same.
No longer human.
I drip the same ooz.
No longer hearing a heartbeat for it has gone.
I belong to them.
For I only dream for such things.
Staying down.

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