The Lucky Bones

We are the reckless, we are the brave, and we are the wild youth. Most of us are bitter over the emptiness. We are breathing; we are troubled, we are the fighters of a dying breed. We are the fire that we set inside ourselves for fun. To distract ourselves from the feelings, those are dead, and they are gone. Because if you're still bleeding you are a lucky one, cause most of us have become so utterly numb. We are alive within the shadows of our own darkness. This god forsaken wood that they turn away from is my sanctuary. To the world we are seen as nothing but pointless, buried bones and hopeless souls. Unfortunately their bad moods are infectious. I shall run into those woods that are so lovely, dark and deep, so I may get lost. Once I am lost then the bad moods won't find me. We are living, we are golden, we are a lonely species. But those who choose to be lost, The ones who burn in the deepest of the shadows and seem to find the sun, the people who see the earthy warriors and choose to play along..

They are the lucky ones.

 

Reviews

[Captain]

Some minor grammar and formatting work could easily be done here, but I love your wording in this one. The energy it carries is electric, or maybe firey. Overall, I think this may be one of my favorites so far.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this reminds me of high school back in the sixties...so obviously a piece that transcends time and generations...

a really mature stream of consciousness here.

thank you for this.

jacob

[zainul]

Very inspiring golden piece.
I appreciate the wonderful presentation that sounds like an oration.
My favorite part is,"I shall run into those woods that are so lovely, dark and deep, so I may get lost."

[Will]

Wow. I really felt a personal connection to this piece, and I began to feel "the fire that we set inside ourselves." Well done.

[eatmills]

Oh you that sit outside and look in, you that write words of wisdom and insight. To you I tip my hat and thank you. I am adding this to my library.

"We are old, We are young. We are in this together. Vagabonds and children, prisoners forever." - New Model Army (paraphrase)

[Tazz S.H.]

:) All I can do is smile. Reminds me of so many things...great job girl.

[catofjade]

Oh my gosh, THIS IS THE INTRODUCTION to a whole SERIES of books, MissExtremelyTalentedWriter!! And it's a poignant statement of that point between youth and adulthood where one crosses into that frozen territory, a journey one must undertake alone yet all the while acknowledging the others who are taking it also, and it's a timeless observation of the very depths of mankind's collective soul, not mercilessly yanked out of its hiding places and shoved into the bright and withering light of the sun and carelessly left to die, but bravely escorted out under your protective author's wing, reassured all the way, expressed as only you can write it, and safely tucked back in to that place in your soul where God has chosen to keep it, knowing it will be safe there. You may not be able to understand my rambling, nor see the whole plan, the line of your life with all that your words will say and do and accomplish for those that cannot speak for themselves, but it is there, waiting for you to both discover and design it. For you, writing is like breathing, necessary for life, and not just your own. I am honored to witness these bursts of brilliance from you, honored.

[Rick Puetter]

Dear HighSchoolAdventurer,

An interesting and deep write, investigating a difficult and uncertain time between childhood and being an adult. It is a dark and difficult time for so many.

Greatly enjoyed.

Best regards,

Rick

[sithlordjp]

very interesting... I enjoyed the dept beneath these words. An anthem to this rather difficult rite of passage between childhood and the adult world. beautiful writing, well done!

[The Dreamer]

awesome write :)