|
|
Post by Desperado on Jan 23, 2015 7:38:51 GMT -4
I waited.
Idling in the summer rains…
Watching as each day left me longing for the part of me that was no longer breathing.
I waited.
Embracing the winter cold…
Feeling my body grow weaker as it forgot what it meant to truly feel. Was my life so meaningless that I had to spend a whole year trying to find myself?
A whole year had passed me by and I was still idling in the summer rains and still embracing the winter colds; still not knowing what my purpose was anymore.
Sometimes I questioned my sanity.
Sometimes it answered me back.
Most of the time, it too ignored me, as if my life wasn’t even worth questioning.
Was I depressed?
The pills on my prescription seemed to claim so.
The shrink turned me away because my personality was too strong and my pockets too weak.
I used to be a superstar once. People used to chant my name. I used to lead the life of glory.
Where did it all go wrong? A man was sat against the closed shutter of an abandoned barber-shop in a forsaken neighbourhood. His hair was tangled, long and wild; a bushy beard lined his jaw and his eyes were sinking in an ocean of thoughts. An empty bottle of cheap beer was tipped on the ground by his naked feet; his clothing worse than most of the homeless in New York.
His eyes were open; not blinking and despite light entering through the pupil, there was no window into his soul. It was as if his heart was empty. He was just waiting… to die.
|
|
|
|
Post by Slut (✿ ◕‿◕) on Jan 23, 2015 14:16:54 GMT -4
You need to cut down on the Max Payne baby, its affecting your psych! Not a fan of the font changes, makes it hard to CONCENTRATE and read it but the question is... WHY IS DESPERADO WAITING TO DIE? I THOUGHT HE FINALLY WON NEXUS!
PS. Its great seeing you RP AGAIN! <3
|
|
