Inspiration

I have no inspiration today, no desire. I have not the will to succeed. I reside in a loveless world with people who possess hearts of stone; no one cares about the next, only if it serves

Our purpose. As for me, I only wanted someone to love, a family to call my own, but it does not appear as if that’s going to happen so I must escape, and the only way for me to do that is to run, or write. And I know not what tomorrow brings, but today I write.

 

There comes a time in every mature life when we begin to think about our legacies, you know, the way people remember us when we’re gone, my time has come and my legacy

Is all I can think about because I have nothing else; no wife, no children, no material

Possessions, all that I can leave is…?

 

…Never had nothing, never produced nothing, never been nothing, so what can I leave?

Remember, we live in a “loveless world with people who possess hearts of stone.” And I

Am one of their representatives, am I not? So what can a heartless man, with nothing, leave a heartless people who want everything?

 

Reviews

[Sara Muschweck]

Great write. Your eloquence is profound.

"So what can a heartless man, with

nothing, leave a heartless people who want everything?"

indeed, some would feel that no matter what they leave behind it will never be enough to satisfy. I Look forward to your next write.