Ignorance of youthA Story by ChumA piece I did a while ago, sort of a fictional-self reflectionOn
summer nights I often have heavy feeling of nostalgia slumbering deep within my
belly. As I’m sitting on this windowsill gazing out into the night sky
pondering the antics of life and the creation of time, I reminisce on the
golden era of my life. Where youth came to me in abundance and the coat of
invincibility masked my fear leaving me with an adamant mind to accomplish
anything. Unfortunately I didn’t seize the opportunity to the best of my
abilities; instead it was wasted on a never-ending endeavor to find peace
through drugs. When I say peace, don’t stand incorrect and assume I was
searching for a peace of mind. It was more seeing how I should live my life
whilst under the influence. Although it was only my ignorant mind playing
tricks on me in convincing myself that this is how my peace would be achieved. Seeing
things through is one of my gifts given to me in this lifetime, an intuition
that is in tune with the ever evolving and shifting environment around me. It
helps me adapt very quickly to new situations, sensing vibes around me and
catching on to little things that help me form the bigger picture in my head
almost in an instant. Sometimes it can be my greatest asset then other times it
can be the demise of my existence. Quickly shifting my social confidence into a
state of taciturnity. Not even a word would be said; no leaks of noise just the
silence that I dread. A deafening silence which confronts me with my inner
demons. Instead of letting it engulf you with negativity and a dark perception
of your life, self-improvement is the only way to bounce back with it. The
night performed in perfect tandem with the never-ending flow of energy
radiating from full moon and the abyss of the dark night sky. Almost hitting me
like an epiphany I understood the universes’ natural balance that could be seen
throughout our world. The moonlight danced throughout my room hitting every
crevice, the only shade black was my shadow's silhouette from sitting on the
windowsill. © 2015 Chum |
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