Storyline: So where has his heart gone?

Posted: December 8, 2010 in communication, Days and dates, Emotions, evaluation, faith, happiness, hope, immagination, Love, Memories, Music, photography, Randoms, Story, Weirdness

He stood by the edge of the wall. On his own. His earphones were plugged into his ears, like always. His music helped him escape the world, escape the noise, escape everything for something quite relevent, quite familiar to him. For something that made sense to him, but never to the world. He seemed to be waiting for something, looking for someone, but his senses were lost.HE was lost.

He then walked a few steps. He lacked focus, lacked precision, but simply loitered aimlessly. You can tell he wants something, needs something, but he himself isn’t quite sure of what it was. He slids his hands into his pockets, and walks away, out of the hall, away from the wall. Where to? He doesn’t know… He keeps walking along the edge of the road. Quiet or noisy he doesn’t really care, he isn’t interested. Miles slipped under his patterned footsteps, and he never noticed. He was busy searching himself for something far more significant, far more concrete. A piece of who he really is.

The road comes to an end, and he’s stopped by a park. Swings, see-saws and little children running here and there. Again, not of any interest to him, not good enough to make him smile. He reaches for the furthest end, throws his bag onto the freshly cut green grass, and sits down. He holds his breath deep inside… Closes his eyes, pauses then slowly lays his head onto the ground. He holds his breath even deeper, closes his eyes even harder, hoping no tear would escape outside… His brain isn’t so clear, yet he refuses to slip into another endless chain of overthinking.

He crosses his arms, and presses them strongly to his chest. He feels cold. He wants an end to all of this nonsense. He needs some meaning to his life, someone to look after, something to hold on to… he’s looking for usefullness. He’s lost the will. He feels empty, and the void is growing larger by time…

 

He’s just too blind to see that the answer is within himself, that he could quickly endup all this misery in one go, that if only he opened his eyes to see the world from another view, he’ll find himself surrounded by so much love, so much happiness, loads of little things that will certainly make his life a whole lot meaningful. If only he could see…If only he could escape himself, and his music, and get back to the world he’d given up on a long time ago, he’ll find lots of people waiting for him to come back. He’ll then realize that he wasn’t doing himself or anyone any good with the state of depression he’s decided to trap himself in. If only he could see, he would find that he’d hurted the ones who loved him for far too long without him noticing…

 

If only he could see… he’d understand it’s just about time to get back before he loses more…

 

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Comments
  1. Adham says:

    awesome

  2. Rana says:

    Thnxx Adham 😀

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