A Depressing Story - Chapter 01

One fine day a young man was wandering in a gray coloured forest.
He was feeling down. He was fed up with everything.
Family, friends... humans.
He was broken. His heart still bleeding tears.
Making a trail of teary footsteps which faded away with the wind, he kept moving.
All he needed was to leave.
Leave out everything that he had ever come across in his short life.
Why?
Every smiling face with a covered scowl.
Every soothing word with a hidden rage.
The whole world, an unending masquerade. A lie.
And every actor dancing under the pretense of truth.
And no one was to be blamed but he himself.
Because he had broken his own heart.
Whom was he looking for, you ask?
No one.
He just wanted to get as far away from their lies.
He believed that if he kept on walking, day and night
If he could get as far away from everyone
At least the pieces of his broken heart will be safe.
So he kept walking. Walking day and night.
Through the coldness, darkness and the seldom warmth alike.
With none to stop him he walked deeper and deeper.
Solace and loneliness was what he found.
And they took them in. Treated kindly than the most.
He fell in deeper and deeper.
He believed he found happiness.
In solace and loneliness.