Micheal0212

Dull dark clouds start forming around this hopeless city yet again. I stand on the tallest apartment roof and look down at the pitiful people walking below me. I hear their yells,cries,complain,and broken dreams. Some turned to alcohol while others choose drugs to forget their pain and fail in life. Why do they choose that path? Being happy at one moment yet being miserable after that moment is gone... How can they live like that? Thunder strikes in the distance. I hear begging and kids crying from below. Families feuds or beg for their homes. Feuding for misunderstanding,hate,tolerance,money,affection, and for rights that are taken from them