I wish to slip away all from my life, all that I have known of it. To hide, in the comfort of darkness and anonymity. It’s an inexplicable notion of solitude calling out to me. I crave it.
To leave and depart, away from friends, family and mindless acquaintances. Live a life alone among strangers. Maybe in the echoing mountains. They aren’t too far from here.
It sometimes gets too much, running the rat race, failing to excel despite pushing myself to, incessantly. We have stopped living for ourselves. Our lives have crumbled away, leaving a simple, meaningless existence.
I hate to put on different masks for different situations, places-school, home, road, friends. Every day. Every moment. Mentally taxing, emotionally draining events being repeated in a monotonous note.
We photograph not to capture memories, but to make our lives seem better than they are. We are making our lives shallow, selling our souls simply for acceptance. It’s a vicious circle.
The concrete boxes we live in, are emotionless, faceless. The world isn’t beautiful anymore, it’s dull and drab. We’ve destroyed the true natural beauty and paid the price. All for small, shiny things and paper, momentary comforts.
Nothing we build, we create, is beautiful. Love is fickle, the charm of its true melody is lost amongst the dense sea of chaos, the mindless chatter of the world.
There is this notion within me. To, once again, live my own life. To leave, Breathe freely again, rediscover the joy of innocence.
I wish to find purity, the lost joys of innocence. Call it nostalgia if you wish.
Those days are long gone. I have become birdled now, accepting the frailities of society, unable to change it.
My best moments have been when I smile, not laugh. When there is warmth and love flowing amidst the air. It’s all impure now. We live for others, not ourselves.
I dream to perchance upon solitude and not let go. To forget about a thousand worries biting me everyday, and leave it all behind. To be able to say that I left for a better future. A wholesome, complete life.
I wish for a departure.