Welcome to the Real World

The bat that hits the ball

Sounds like a thunderous shred in the fabric of time and space

You watch the ball zero I'm towards the land at your feet

Yet you step away as it approaches

Moving faster and faster through each second of increasing velocity

Until

The Ball is at the feet of no one

It lies alone and abandoned

Dirtied and coated with adrenaline fueled sweat and violently extracted earth

People look on at this little orphaned orb. Not one stepping forward to claim it

In the distance, The one who was in the place of it's landing

Walks on, head down

Never looking back

Author's Note

Very rough draft, let me know what you think of it:)

Reviews

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Oh wow.. I am terrible at baseball, but the figurative meaning I like it. Being small, hit around and then having none to come for you. Sad reality.

[Travis Mitchell]

Thank you so much :D I actually don't even like baseball, the idea just came to my head at random, I'm actually really glad you liked it, I never wrote something so dark before an honestly I don't think it's my style but I tried it out anyways :)