Open Chapter

Golden age that caught up saw his book. He opens the first chapter in his life. A small gem of a thing locked away for weeks. Under the spotlight so that his color faded away. A voice that stated this could be the end but destiny chose otherwise. A mother figure that had tear drops all over her face. Growing up in and out of the theatre production, It felt like an examination. A look of the disheartened souls that had to bear me. An eye that was unbalanced saw the world in different light. He never knew that the world would respond this way to him. On to chapter two through the glass shattering window. Chairs falling apart one by one no one knew what happened. Time carried on but life seemed so worthless that I didn’t care. A one-man voice for the nation could not speak his feelings. Onto chapter three leaving a hell hole for paradise. Lecturers instead of teachers the classes seemed the same. A lonely youthful guy walking closed out from the world. Friends that were namesake nothing else purposes met. He made people laugh around him no one knew what he felt inside. An open chapter still left in my life. (Based on my own life. This is close to me)