Blue

He sat there at the pinnacle of everything he’s achieved and yet he was not happy. He sat atop his laurels and undying congratulatory handshakes and yet despite being surrounded by people who were indeed happy for him he felt the silent pangs of loneliness. Yes, he was lonely. His melancholic mood did not help either as his heart slowly withered away. He felt it growing colder, smaller, and with every breath died a little as he trudged along what he called a meaningful life. Success didn’t mean anything anymore. He was always working for a goal, an ideal, a dream, and then one day all that crumbled. They all left with her. He sat there, and despite having everything, he had nothing. He wanted nothing but to be able to have her, to hold her, once again.
He was lonely once more.

Loneliness in a sea of people. Drowning in his own stupidity. He once had everything when he had nothing. He promised her he would give the world to her. He would go out, and get everything she ever dreamed of, and be the man he wanted to be for her. But she couldn’t wait. She left him. She left him, when he finally had something to give. She left him when he finally was able to give her worth giving. And now that he had everything, he had nothing. Void of color, everything was washed away in a sea of blue and coldness. No spring in the step, no warmth in his smile, nothing. It was as if he just decided one day to stop caring, stop feeling. People say this is suppose to make him stronger, and yet, it just reminds him of how weak he really is. Weak and uncaring, like that tiny little smeagol or Gollum who cared nothing but his precious. Dependent on what he thought he got from the ring. He too hisses and curses. He broods and sulks. All this for his precious.

One Response to “Blue”

1. betweenbites says:

   February 16, 2010 at 1:48 am

   I like the way this was written. I don’t like the feeling you felt when this was written.

   I hope this shall pass soon.