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"Can you keep a secret?"


Your obvious answer would have been "Yes" if you were some delusional psychopath who could actually fit people's problems into his or her brain, trust me, I find people with that ability hella weird and I'm not going back on my word.


But if you were me... What would you have said? Well, that's because you're not me, and you're not god damn close to being me, wether you like it or not.


"It depends, all I want to hear is this little secret or whatever", the tone of my voice was perfect, I wanted her to know I didn't care, I'll tell you something about human beings, when it comes to secretive matter, the more you care, the more the secret begins to slip, inch by inch, every single conversation you have with the person you call "friend", begins to get more awkward than the day before, and before you know it, you're loosing it, on the verge of becoming the victim, and the times you could've walked away, lets say an hour ago, is...Now...Gone.


You look back and regret having ever promising you would keep the secret, you want to be left alone. It's silent, quiet, the nearest chruch bell chimes out of your window, and you look to see if something happened...Ofcourse nothing happened, you're just being your stupid self, wondering if there's anyway to escape this it world, suddenly it comes to you, slumber. Slumber is the only way to escape this world, it's like a chamber locked inside of you, it could be used as an advantage, to be free, spread your wings, fly away or you could forget everything that ever happened that day, forget life actually existed, forget...You're even there.


Eight hours or so, the moment bids you farewell until its next arrival, you're back, into this cruel world, and bring nothing else back with you, but the one thing which some aquire is brought with them after the experience, hope, I could say I've never heared of it, but I'd be lying.


Some things just arent meant to be toiled with, some say it's wrong, others? Not so much the same, some people think the world is their concern, you could say they're both right, and obviously wrong. They talk about how their friends and family matter to them, they talk about all sorts of thing I myself wouldn't understand, thats probably because we Assasins were brought up by ourselves.


Trained in Trixie High, you learn most things people of your age could not aquire, it's not the everyday life when you're an Assasin for the top most school in the whole region, it's not something to be proud of either, don't get your hopes up.


Assasins are trained to destroy the emotional part of themselves, what they don't realise is they create a gap specifically for hatered to be filled with.


The only thing you can do is escape. Escape from them, those who are born of this world, "you can start a new life..." They said, I carry with me nothing more than my black heart and my iron fists, perks of being part of the diciplinary comitee, show no mercy? HA! If you were on the verge of death, what is the first word that would come to your mind "mercy", see, somethings aren't meant to be forgiven, like the fact that I know that you aren't anywhere better than a low-life, criminal, murderer, black person, white person.


WHO CARES?! You're a damned human being, you've only been brought into this world to accomplish something, something you might feel is impossible, you know you couldn't do it in your lifetime, so you don't try, you don't try to change the world, and when you do, it's all so tiring you want to give up the instant you set up a campaign to reduce plastice in the ocean, "it's impossible" he said, "I give up" she said, "stop trying, you'll only hurt yourself", you're only hurting yourself when you don't try, that guilt stays there forever and all you can think about is the people getting hurt in the process, your friends, family, EVERYONE, but listen to me now, the only person getting hurt is you, the world never asked you to voulantarily save them, they asked you not to judge them, everyone carries a burden that is too heavy for them physically, but hope, that hope in you lifts it without any complications, all it asked you to do was believe in it, and until you do You CAN'T CHANGE ANYTHING.


I never said you should stop, I just want you to try harder, push yourself to the limit, there's no turning back when you're out of control, your unstoppable, isn't that what you want? You have the urge to grab that thing that keeps slipping of your hand, it runs away leaving you all alone, but what you keep forgetting is that for the mean time that thing is also alone.


Understnd the importance of knowing who stands for you and who is against you. It doesn't help recruiting souls to fight for you and loosing every single one of them the next minute, you blame yourself for not being a good leader, ask youself all sorts of questions you probably already know the answer to, but forget to ask yourself, "were they even cut out for this?", "were they ready?", "did they have faith in me", you wouldn't know because you're not them, You are You, you can't forget that because the people who keep stance for you will be the ones to remind you, that your soul is far from the same as others.


What do they know? HA! Don't be fooled, I'm just the voice of all voices, wanting to be heared in the dark but not seen, I'll keep my posture, won't move an inch, draw you to the bitter truth and not the comforting lies, don't ignore me, I'm always here for you, ignoring me just makes it worse, I can't promise I will always communicate with you in all forms, but I certainly will guide you, so you do not make the same mistakes I've made.

August 15, 2020 17:56

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