Broken
“Wham!!!” another metal objects slams into his unprepared face, he immediately put an halt to his unending aimless journey as he screams out in agony and goes down to the floor groping in pain and agony as he patted his face lightly. He laid flat on the cold staring into the pitch darkness wondering how he got himself into this disaster.
With no hesitation his subconscious gave him a quick and simplified response; “ego and careless”, to which he could hardly deny or argue with. His mental recorder began to replay for him the circumstances and the wrong choices that he had made, despite his proper upbringing from an average Christian home. Once again he went through the wrong choices which had led him to the point of regret and pain which he now wallows in.
He remembered being flunked all around with people of all kinds who seem to go with the tag of being friends, he remembered drinking and partying away his life with this same group of “friends” who would be the source of his agony. He remembered eagerly volunteering to the “dope” idea brought up by these same friends who had convinced him about how cool it would be, oblivious of the fact that the “dope” idea would become “not so dope” idea when he is abandoned and left alone on the cold hard floor in the dark trying to pick up the pieces of what is left of his life.
He was startled by the sounds of hushed laughter and giggles, “Hello”, he cried out, “is anybody there?”, there was no reply, he stumbles as he tries to get up on his feet. Another set of hushed laughter and giggles ensued. “Hello, I know you are out there. Please help me I beg of you”, there was still no reply. In anger, he repeatedly stamped his feet on the ground and shouted so loud he could feel the veins in his head almost bursting out.
After draining all of his energy in his angry outburst, he sat down with his head hanging low and the tears flowing forth from his eyes as a river that never runs dry, he silently whispered “Lord, have mercy and save me”. He threw his head back in an attempt to stop the flow of tears, but it seems that he was suffering from concussion as all of a sudden his eyes went shut from a bright light with no source.
He cracked his eyes open against the reflection of the bright light, he looked around him trying to figure out where he was, but all he saw was an unfamiliar scenery with not a living soul in sight and right in front of him was a very deep pit that could have been the end of him.
With no hesitation his subconscious gave him a quick and simplified response; “ego and careless”, to which he could hardly deny or argue with. His mental recorder began to replay for him the circumstances and the wrong choices that he had made, despite his proper upbringing from an average Christian home. Once again he went through the wrong choices which had led him to the point of regret and pain which he now wallows in.
He remembered being flunked all around with people of all kinds who seem to go with the tag of being friends, he remembered drinking and partying away his life with this same group of “friends” who would be the source of his agony. He remembered eagerly volunteering to the “dope” idea brought up by these same friends who had convinced him about how cool it would be, oblivious of the fact that the “dope” idea would become “not so dope” idea when he is abandoned and left alone on the cold hard floor in the dark trying to pick up the pieces of what is left of his life.
He was startled by the sounds of hushed laughter and giggles, “Hello”, he cried out, “is anybody there?”, there was no reply, he stumbles as he tries to get up on his feet. Another set of hushed laughter and giggles ensued. “Hello, I know you are out there. Please help me I beg of you”, there was still no reply. In anger, he repeatedly stamped his feet on the ground and shouted so loud he could feel the veins in his head almost bursting out.
After draining all of his energy in his angry outburst, he sat down with his head hanging low and the tears flowing forth from his eyes as a river that never runs dry, he silently whispered “Lord, have mercy and save me”. He threw his head back in an attempt to stop the flow of tears, but it seems that he was suffering from concussion as all of a sudden his eyes went shut from a bright light with no source.
He cracked his eyes open against the reflection of the bright light, he looked around him trying to figure out where he was, but all he saw was an unfamiliar scenery with not a living soul in sight and right in front of him was a very deep pit that could have been the end of him.
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