A bit passed midnight as the city was lit by the full moon above. Car horns, sirens, planes, restless noise consumed the ear. Alcohol, drugs and cigarettes overwhelmed the nose as it’s stench was in the air. The eye was deceived as the light was not real.
A young boy not yet a man stood out his door way staring into the vast darkness around him. Sipping his coffee, taking a drag, he didn’t know how long such thoughts would last. Staring with desire at the sky above, nothing but black was seen. The full moon he stared at was black like the young boys soon lungs, the coffee he drank and the heart that his has become.
Dreams and thoughts collide into one, as the young boy did not know of what he had done. An optimistic turned pessimistic what a sad sight to see. The young boy felt that he could never be freed. Looking for the moon that he thought he could see, he took a drag and asked, “what do I need?” “I moved to the city and lost what I loved for nothing but a fantasy.”
The young boy has failed in the year of 2016. He knew he was wrong about so many things. But as time kept passing and things got worse he often thought about his own hearse. A car moving fast with no one in sight because of the life he once left behind.
The stench of his cigarette he could not bare no more. So he went inside and closed the door.
What In The World Matters? 