Enlightenment

The clouds hovered like evil angels, something malevolent in the red from the rising sun. I'm no sailor, but the adage holds firm: red sky at morning…
And a blue sky at night, well, that’s how I’ve always known it to be, but it wasn’t like that tonight, it was strangely different, like when you cook pasta and there is something missing but you just can’t quite put your finger on it. I lay there for hours looking through my sunroof puzzled; intrigued by the night sky something just wasn’t right.

As I drove bemused I began questioning everything from the sky to the road I was driving on. Paying no attention to where I was going just to were I had been nothing made any sense at all. Somehow I’m back now, were I don’t belong, but some how, I have to.

I was a quiet boy, shy, one of those keep your self to your self types, I acted like an idiot but I really questioned life and the things in it. I wouldn’t look at something and not be drawn to it; my parents said it was just how I was
I used to say “what so I’m weird” they tried everything from them talking to me themselves to getting doctors involved so I could see a psychiatrist, but poor souls it didn’t work did it. If it did they would still be here wouldn’t they. Instead of were they are now.

I killed them both you see. I needed to experience the feeling of sinking a knife so far into someone that instead of feeling the heart beat you feel the knife beat instead, to be honest it wasn’t all It cracked up to be, it was hard I had to put a lot of pressure on the knife to actually glide in. I cant even say it was worth it in the end because it wasn’t, I mean look were I am now in this disgusting place but it’s not my fault they should have sorted me out when they had the chance.

So back in this place in this place they force me to call home, I wouldn’t come back if I wasn’t tagged. I would live outside were I could question the night sky as much as I wanted.

Here in my room in this place is when I realized that I know exactly what it was, probably them two looking down on me I wished they would stop, its starting to become a nuisance starting to make me think deeper into life than I already do and that’s not the direction I want to be going in, I’m on my way out not further in.

So no, not so much evil angels not even so much as something malevolent in the red sky. I’m not a sailor but I definitely knew what that was.