Like most of the kids, he was come out with a crying face, cracking voice and a vulgar look. He was out with a license to fool around. He holds the winning card, but life turned its back on him. Maybe , better say he, our hero, was little bit different. He went to the back side of life and opened his eyes. How can we blame life for his mistake. He was terrified by the greatest dungeon of life. He never saw the mountains of victory in the front side. He was like a person who try to think different. Like, if an ass come first and a hole second he, our dearest hero call it as holeass and that makes a real difference in the real world.
He always dreamed about being the protecter of his nation, the savior of the poorest. But fate made him as the king of fooldom. the king of loss, the king of ignorance. He was always defeated by humiliation . He never became a hero in his real life. failed ignored , humiliated mind exploded one day. He drilled his rusted brain with a metal piece which was traveled at a velocity of 173mps. That was more than enough to make a small hole in this universe. The void he left remains unrecognized. No one want to occupy that dirty void in this universe. The smoking gun laughed to him. he waved his hands to this world, like a boy waving his hands to a moving train. Just in vain.
A pretty good childhood he does have. Never faced the worst parts of life, maybe that keeps away him from the responsibilities . He was neither a survivor from a step family nor a victim of any greatest disaster. He really enjoyed his days of innocence . Everybody wanted to hold him in their shoulders, wanted to kiss on his velvety chocolate like cheeks. He was the crowds attraction and his parents proud. He was pretty aware of nothing and pissing on his dads white shirt was his hobby. He used to chew his fingers with an excitation of chewing the entire world. The days of happiness, the days of innocence, the days of being aware about nothing. The days that shoulders becomes his chair, naked all the time, exposed like a playboy model. But, the eyes that thrown to him , the lights that reflected from his body was spread the innocence , the ultimate happiness around, not the lust .. world listened to his cries. Everybody tried to keep him calm and happy. Every drop of tears that wetted his cheeks made thier way to hell. At the time he made his first footstep , the goddess of earth roared with elation. the king of innocence with his tiny liitle foot walked his happiest part of life
The gun has just been fired. But, nobody heard the waves it emitted to the atmosphere. Only, he heard the echoes, his requiem. He was alone there , far away from his duties. The leafs that run his body took his most wanted sense. The alcohol that mixed with his blood started flowing out from his body. His heart whispered nothing for the last time. The soul took the memories and blown with the wind, to a world of peacefulness. Miles far away, two old humans waiting for their most beloved creation,. They were holding the entire happiness they have in their heart to share with him. They didn't know that they were waiting for the memories. The wind that carries his soul touched them and faded far away, leaving emptiness . A proud to it's end.
Life is not that simple as a straight line and not that beautiful as a butterfly. He was a smarter student, once. But, it takes a silly second to change the entire fuck. People say, 'take it easy' but they never say 'how to take it easily'. People say, 'It will be alright' but they never say 'when'. People say 'gone is gone, be cool' to somebody else. So he decided to stay away from the mass. He was not that tough to carry the entire goddamn things. It was just a silly crack that propagated. He lost it somewhere else, his character. He want to scream, but he didnt know what to scream about. He wanted to leave, but he didnt know where to. There was his entire family and friends to help him,but he didnt know how to accept it. He was a stranger to himself. He pretended, he knows mind control. He pretended, he was happy. He acted like life was easy. It was too light to carry, the pain. But, he imagined it as impossible. Maybe the little hesitation that killed him. It was hard for him to take it out and be someone else. It was hard for him to laugh, to eat, to talk but he tried his best. To continue is difficult, he knows it. But,to him there was no reason to continue. He just painted it black.
There was no reason and that was his reason. A 3mm long metal piece did it well. It wiped all his 24 years from this earth. He did nothing, there was no reason to remember him. The void remained unrecognized. Nobody even touched it. It was not his wish. Maybe hes sad,maybe hes not. Now its unreachable. Destiny is what we call it. He never thought about an end like this, but life! Its strange.He never followed anyone, he was his hero. Now its all about an unrecognized gap in this universe. Just a goddamn gap.
Miles far away, they are still waiting for their most beloved creation. Its hope that drives them now. The days will never come back, they know it. But, hope is their reason now. Just a simple goddman hope. Life is beyond something. Everybody need a reason to continue, just a simple goddamn reason!
