Evelyn
Stories (5)
Filter by community
Escaping the Void
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through her window. To this window she occasionally has the courage to wonder to. A window made up of a handful of shambles of glass made up this window of hers. She stumbles through her place of dwelling pondering if there is anything worth succumbing to? Were these shambles an accounting of those who have surpassed her? Were these shambles a representation of herself and the love she has given to others over the years (yet with nothing to show for)? Some how all in different places yet connected through the divine, karmic or another five letter word. Were these pieces constructed to refract the essence of her existence to reflection? Even if she has been confided within these four walls without a sense of direction. Thus created the theory of her being imprisoned within her own mind. Slowly losing the concept of time, day and night but mostly the identity of her authentic self. How were these wall constructed assembled through decades of confinement and moral beliefs of her accestors? Her place of dwelling was painted blue as for the inside shade resembled those of asylum walls. Would she ever have the courage to dream or acquire a better life outside these walls? Her name has a correlation to the word(s) desired, light and life so why must all these things feel so difficult to obtain or even feel worthy of? Was the world on the outside everything like the pages painted in every fairytale? Was the grass greener on the order side or greener from this worms eye view? Was this window a falsification of the thoughts that consumed her mind? Would this lesson of desire and obtainment be too late of a lesson to learn at this day and age? Would the hands of time have a grasp on her beyond the concrete realm. As she has the courage to wonder out past these four walls and deconstruct all that has been instilled. Was is it the eyes of a stranger and shade of brown eyes of that have a distinctive ring that differs from the rest of their eyes who sparked this desire. This stranger with no obligation to stay and cultivate this emotion of freedom from a soul that dared to stay and not just be another bystander. It was in fact the light that came from these set of eyes that illuminated this courage of youthfulness just be adventurous without a harmful motive. These eyes were a whole different universe in themselves. In their eyes was a window to help shift ones perspective with the gentleness of their soul. Who raised them to be so selfless and gentle to a complete stranger? Could this stranger see the lost soul between the threshold of confinement and decide to love this girl regardless of her demons? The demons that came with the constant questioning of every motion and emotion thinking it was just a premeditated illusion. Again with this constructed concept of unworthiness replaying like a broken record in the corner of the room. Again appears the stranger with endless amounts of tenacity. This time with an offer of endless adventures although this came with an unspoken price. This price to be paid was not of the modern day currency but of the unseen. The values of unworthiness, closed off void of love and obtainment she had grown so fond of through constant repetition. Was this the beauty of unconditional love and or acceptance the girl thought to herself? Was this worth the risk, the possible heartache in the end or honestly the start of something beautiful that lies beyond these walls and window? For the eyes of this stranger and the damsel in distressed being terrified of the unknown maybe it was time for a different story? A happier new beginning for the both of them to finally acquire in the mist of it all. With each others demons and a strayed values it felt as if they have known each other in different lifetimes. As they both meet here again with an immense amount of love. This love was here to dismantle every bit of doubt and bring hope to a lost soul. To find the beauty in the shattered pieces of one’s soul without harm. Without judgment or a predisposition to belittle one’s past self. Maybe this was the lesson made to be mended in this lifetime and to enjoy the fulfillment to leave the old life behind. Outside the walls, windows and self imprisonment there was an opportunity for a better life in relation to love and self obtainment she was able to realize. Even without a word being spoken it was a feeling when they were both together even with all the obstacles in the way it was the indescribable beauty of their essence together as one.
By Evelyn 3 years ago in Motivation
