The time of our lives
this is a story that i wrote personnally and i wish u wud likeit and tell me wat u think about it. umm i usually write in my free time and this txt isnt really a story its just something that clicked up in my mind and wanted to share it .
i hope u would like it and tell me ur opinion bout it ....
What would you change in life if u had the ability to do so? Would u go back in time to try to fix a mistake? These questions have been on my mind ever since I became able to think. Some people need help to be successful, some need help to learn, and some need help to learn how to live and love. But, how can they be able to live in such a world made of injustice and hatred?
Many people had been trying to live, and failed... Many tried to love, and failed…these people; these people work and pay their blood in order to be able to succeed in life! They work patiently, they never complain, or hesitate because they have a reason. They gave a purpose to live. They have a dream; they have a dream to run after. They would do the impossible to achieve their aim!! But why; why do they waste their time on a dream, on a very cheap dream!
It could look to you as cheap, but to them, it is extremely valuable. They pay their life time! But why? Why? Why? The answer is lying beneath their hearts. Because they are aware that the won’t have another life to make their dreams come true! God created us. He gave us many choices in this life, he didn’t deposit any rule for us! Injustice is an army assembling toward the innocents. Injustice circulate this world, it is our shadow! Souls and spirits arise every night! Souls are paid as a sacrifice and punishment for other’s terrifying mistakes. Spirits aren’t resting in peace.
Every time I look up to the sky, I feel like the world is mine, I sense the enchanting feeling, its innocence, its brilliant, and I hope that it would stay. Because this moment was perfect, I doubt that it’s blowing away, because I’m calling for it right now, and I’ll hold on to it, I won’t let it pass by. But then the black magic arose, and I start watching the army assembling, the army of faces, trying to communicate with me! They were trying to express and spit out all what they have gathered and saved in their dead hearts to me!! I felt regretful because I couldn’t speak the language of death and sorrow. I could see the questions in their eyes. Looking at me desperately, they were begging me dreadfully to save them from their mourning and loneliness. In that moment, I felt pathetic and scrawny; I couldn’t be able to do anything to save these spirits from their distress. So, I turned my back to them, and bailed on them. I thought that this would accumulate me from my conscious. I thought that this would put me aside.
Every time I look to the sky, I see the miserable faces weeping in pain. Suddenly I heard an alert knocking my heart n mind, trying to wake me up. The voice started addressing. It made me feel guiltily. I realized from that moment that if I left them behind my back in sorrow and pain, I would be a criminal. But I still wonder why did these faces choose me? I still wonder and wonder and wonder, until the time of our lives end.
Many people had been trying to live, and failed... Many tried to love, and failed…these people; these people work and pay their blood in order to be able to succeed in life! They work patiently, they never complain, or hesitate because they have a reason. They gave a purpose to live. They have a dream; they have a dream to run after. They would do the impossible to achieve their aim!! But why; why do they waste their time on a dream, on a very cheap dream!
It could look to you as cheap, but to them, it is extremely valuable. They pay their life time! But why? Why? Why? The answer is lying beneath their hearts. Because they are aware that the won’t have another life to make their dreams come true! God created us. He gave us many choices in this life, he didn’t deposit any rule for us! Injustice is an army assembling toward the innocents. Injustice circulate this world, it is our shadow! Souls and spirits arise every night! Souls are paid as a sacrifice and punishment for other’s terrifying mistakes. Spirits aren’t resting in peace.
Every time I look up to the sky, I feel like the world is mine, I sense the enchanting feeling, its innocence, its brilliant, and I hope that it would stay. Because this moment was perfect, I doubt that it’s blowing away, because I’m calling for it right now, and I’ll hold on to it, I won’t let it pass by. But then the black magic arose, and I start watching the army assembling, the army of faces, trying to communicate with me! They were trying to express and spit out all what they have gathered and saved in their dead hearts to me!! I felt regretful because I couldn’t speak the language of death and sorrow. I could see the questions in their eyes. Looking at me desperately, they were begging me dreadfully to save them from their mourning and loneliness. In that moment, I felt pathetic and scrawny; I couldn’t be able to do anything to save these spirits from their distress. So, I turned my back to them, and bailed on them. I thought that this would accumulate me from my conscious. I thought that this would put me aside.
Every time I look to the sky, I see the miserable faces weeping in pain. Suddenly I heard an alert knocking my heart n mind, trying to wake me up. The voice started addressing. It made me feel guiltily. I realized from that moment that if I left them behind my back in sorrow and pain, I would be a criminal. But I still wonder why did these faces choose me? I still wonder and wonder and wonder, until the time of our lives end.
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