|I see black, I see red, the decision you make is what I dread...|
Newborn - Part 1NewbornNewborn - Part 1 by *cyimang
It was late on a very rainy September day as a man walked down a street, drenched and soaked from the sudden downpour
that came out of nowhere. Tired from a long day at a dead end job, he took a slow walk to his home which was a block away.
He thought about his life and where it was going as people started to stare and judge him as they ran and walked by, some
wondering 'why doesn't he have an umbrella, or why is walking so slow?' But he didn't care much about their opinions, he
just wanted to be left alone.
After ten minutes of walked through heavier rain, puddles of water that reached up to his ankles, and more stared and views,
he finally reached his hobble of a home, an old studio apartment that was given to him by his best friend before he pasted away
just two months again from complications from cancer. It was fully furnished and paid for, as his friend had a thriving business
in the electronics, making stronger frames and more du
Retreat Within..Time to close down the circus, time to close down the tents. The show is over, that's all folks, I hope youRetreat Within.. by *cyimang
got your monies worth.
The acts have all seceded, retreating to their darkness as the people that gave them light have gone home.
The grounds seem bare as the treading of happiness have left, leaving them alone and cold, no longer
having the heat to keep it warm.
The excitement of the day is over, the light has fallen to the darkness. And the world that brought such
joy and cheer has become nothing more than a memory, nothing more than show for the hearts that needs
The master sighs, tipping his hat to the world as he retreats within to his own world, closing down his body,
closing down his emotions, closing down himself til the next time to bring his charm and joy to a world that
"The show is over, that's all folks, please enjoy your day..."
I don't fight fair...Cut, bruised, scraped, forgotten. These things I have all been at least once in my life. But itI don't fight fair... by *cyimang
hasn't made me stronger, just more determined in my fight to live another day.
I know the ways of my attackers, studied their movements, learned their tricks and gleamed
their true motives. I have seen their weaknesses, their faults, theirs flaws and I have kept
them close to me, ready for use when the next time we meet.
They are cautious of me, they have weary from my adaptive ways, knowing that I can fall only
so many times. They are scared for I have the key to their defeat; not by sane ways, but by
the ways they fear to tread.
One look, one stare, one gesture and they will run in fear for the truth is upon them: "I won't
live restrained anymore."
"I have seen your errors an played on them like strings on a violin. Moved you to place were I
make the rules. Put you on display for all to see what you have done, and what will be done."
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