Hate

So many words to say, so little time. I am stuck in the hallway of despair.

Then.

He knew he was tired. Frustration creeping up his veins poisoned his thoughts. He knew he was about to do something that he shouldn't. He didnt care. He had had enough. Solitude had taught him so much. Being alone was his prize for being aloof. A life full of lies, running away from other humans. He considered them inferior for they carried with them the mask that society had ordered them to. He had seen through many faces. The sea of population only made him hate them more. He wanted to get away. He wanted freedom. Life was boring. He felt cheated by life. It had all been a lie.

Later.

He set out building brick walls around him with gates. He built phony castles to deceive the guests he chose to let in. He protected his home. No one was ever allowed in there. Only one person other than himself had seen it. Felt it. He met people. He let them through the gates. Each of them entered through different gates. They saw what they wanted to see. Some saw beautiful gardens. Some saw stone castles. No one ever saw the normal two storied house he had inside all the deceptions. No one ever attempted.

Now.

Life is a joke. He no longer wished for happiness as he found it meaningless. He found out chaos ruled the world. Sanity was a prank played by society on humans. He hated the society. Everywhere he looked, the society was standing with its fangs showing outside its bloody lips. He wasnt afraid. He stared in its eyes with disgust. Anger. He saw his existence transforming itself into an endless war. His survival the foot soldier in it. He knew he will have to succumb to the relentlessness of the vampire. He knew he will be conquered. His soul will bear the mark of the society. Forever. It did not not dissaude him from his goal. He will fight.