SinnerInside 34M
87 posts
2/5/2017 9:16 pm

Once he had been naive and innocent, a blank canvas which he had poured his heart out onto. It was never meant to be a masterpiece, never destined to change the world, but at least he could be proud at it's authenticity. The stark, broad strokes of his every emotion, laid bare at the feet of those he wished to impress.

Only no one cared for the color and beauty that lay within his soul. Time after time his art was trampled on by the unimpressed heels of the common man. People had no time for his clumsy attempts to connect. The world was a constantly moving creature, and he asked them to slow down to appreciate it's beauty. Sneers of derision met his request, and he was pushed to the side with impatience.

The coldness of such treatment soon began to embrace his heart, causing a change in him. No longer willing to watch as the masses slowly devoured themselves, he receded within himself for protection. The world had failed him, and disappointment caused a wall to form around his emotions.

SinnerInside 34M
110 posts
2/5/2017 9:19 pm

Kind of a loose interpretation of how I felt when I went from childhood into becoming an adult.

KtMnDu 67M
6218 posts
2/5/2017 10:00 pm

The World is indeed a constantly moving creature.....rare are those of us who can effect that motion......and so we look inside ourselves and hope to draw strength, so that we can, and least, find a way to accommodate that motion.....

As Darling_Annette said above, in her way, you are not alone......

And I too, wish you well.......

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