Disclaimer: The ideas in this story are mine, the foundation is not.
"Serve: When you think about the word, you find amusement in it because you realize that by adding several letters you can describe your life. Serve, ob-serve, and pre-serve. Simply serve with your body, observe with your eyes, and preserve your mind as you fight for your life."
"Love: another word in the dictionary, yet not in yours anymore. What love actually is, you may never know. Thrown around so freely, so casually, without restraint, this word symbolizes a bogus sense of hope. It is a word with absolutely no point. Why use such words, with no sense of conviction? Oh the answer is quite clear; it is to convey a false sense of affection."
"Truth: Who are you? As times pass, the glorious plays of life can be heard. The sweet melodies strike and give sadness the ability to be endured. The question is centered on the future's expected approach. One can never be sure on how to vanquish or overcome such situations that create such a hoax. You often may state in your own personalized way life isn't cut out in pretty little shapes. Some things are the complete and total opposite of the truth that is proclaimed. Do others really know you? Do they know the honest truth? Possibly a lie on the surface, it's not obvious thus they cannot be sure. People consider your voice a clear reflection of how you feel. They do not know your true words are protected by an unbroken seal. Wish as they may to know the words of your heart, those words they year,n shall never be heard, for you will never part. You secrets are forever concealed. Those secrets will be passed never, quiet for all eternity."
"Purpose: Life is like Alzheimer's, an attack that can suddenly strike. It'll make you go crazy, as you drive your way through. It wipes away the precious moments, the memories of your life. Wearing you away with time, it'll soon begin to take a toll on your mind. People exist to persuade you, telling you to hang. A will shall be found they say, but you know the truth because once you begin to think, you soon realize the pressure isn't worth it. There is no reason to survive. Life's purpose has been proclaimed a wonderful experience, but you beg to differ. For you, your life has been put on the line. Soon enough you give up for the time has come; it's time for your death to arrive."
"Journey: Life's journey is like an apple with thousands of bites. People say slowly experiencing the chunks and seeds, eventually will make your apple all right. Friends and family are supposedly there to provide you with support. It is also said that closing the doors to them should leave you with artificial cohorts. Take a bite a time or you will get sick, for rushed actions cause you to fall in a pit. Yet you question that statement: at the moment, this seems completely untrue. This statement cannot be advice for you unless one's attempting to create a disaster."
"Abuse: Scars, bruises, and burn-marks cover you. You attempt to hide them from view to make yourself seem strong. That strength is unbreakable and that your determination is true. You will be bitter for this is your cover. You will be rude for this is your pride. You will harm those that interfere in your work for this is your nature. You will have to protect those that you can for this is your job. Your actions, your words, your aspirations, your dreams, your methods, your nature, your job, your pride are all shaped by the abuse that has been inflicted upon you throughout the rocky course of your life."
A/N: I write to release, not to gain fame. Please read and if you would not mind, also please review. If you shall review, my writing shall continue.