She found herself sitting on a bench in the city centre
What a luminous sunny day it was
With her coffee stained tattered journal
Which held her most precious thoughts of the heart
She looked up and saw a young man, near the age of 20, black
leather jacket, sea green brown eyes, back brushed sandy blond hair, he smiled
as he said goodbye to his friends,
As he walked passed her she could see the deep sadness in
his eyes. He was hiding some secret. The tears slowly formed as he turned the
corner to cover his face.
The rest of the world went on like nothing ever happened.
A young lady, dressed in a wine red dress, with dark curly
hair, so beautiful. Underneath she was a dreamer, struggling with doubt,
society judged her, she really wanted to give up, Praying someone would reach
out, support her.
The rest of the world went on like nothing ever happened.
Another unkept man,
slowly moved down the road, long hair past his chin, smoking a
cigarette, with a stern look on his face, others cringed and gave him strange
looks of disgust.
The rest of the world went on like nothing ever happened.
An older woman, probably in her 60s was practically crawling
up the bank steps, she outstretched her trembling hand for the door’s handle,
but couldn’t make it.
The rest of the world went on like nothing ever happened.
A teenage girl with hair dyed blue, bright red nails and
lipstick, the wind caught her black long sleeve shirt to reveal scars on her
wrist.
The rest of the world went on like nothing ever happened.
After several hours of observation....with unbearable tears in my eyes and a heavy heart I closed my wet seemingly ocean drowned journal.
