Literature
New World
I am treading on a new adventure through the struggle we call life. Been putting on a brave face for far to long. I am getting better every day, but I still struggle. I've always lived for the whims and dreams of others, but no more. I tossed aside the amour and sword for the simple pleasures. Donning the cloths of the common people and glasses to help my new sight. Walking with a brisk stride, a light skip and a spring into ever step. Putting on an old hat that has not been worn in years. The world that I have come from is one I can no longer belong. It was dark and suffocating, but still it has become a part of me. The lessons learned and the hardships faced, engrained in me for eternity. Defenseless I stand with a new heartfelt dream. New worlds are constantly before us and ever growing. With each new dream I hold and aspirations I wish to achieve. Alas at the end of the day I am but a man and the past is ever following. Broken and bruised, I was wishing for death at times. That