Decree of the Fallen
Today at 6:54pm 12/14/09
We are the fallen; we have fallen from respect, we have fallen from favor and we have fallen from status. I have no fight left for I am tired and I am lost and I am frustrated. I no longer want to be the one that tells everyone else that everything is going to be alright. I no longer want to hold anyone else up when the days are now so long that I feel I will collapse under myself. I am lost amongst the thousands of other souls out there that find every breath to be suffocating; and I am frustrated with having been dealt the hand I have for taking the path less traveled. I know there are many others out there taking part in the same struggle to keep life visible on the horizon and yet I garner no comfort from that knowledge and may even grow more tiresome because of it. I find it intolerable that the common has no voice and that we are degraded in the way that we are. We are the many, not the few; we are greater in number than the well to do and yet we are treaded upon without relent. We hold our heads up and we put on a smile and yet in the solitude of ourselves we fall into pieces smaller than the eye can see, our hearts and souls shattered by the reality of our situation. We steal moments when no one is looking to shed a quick tear and take a deep breath before placing our smiles and strength back in place where others need to see it. We are the sorrowful with which the world is filled and yet we are its secret warriors as well. Day to day I feel the downward spiral pull at me and hope that through the dark there will be a light; but to this tunnel there is no bright end calling, it is only the darkness and the dankness of being among the fallen. We have fallen from success, pride, happiness and in some cases even self described mediocrity and yet we trudge on for ourselves and those around us. I now call to arms all those lost in plight to stand strong in the face of adversity and to stare into the mirror of life; do not be ashamed and do not back down. I challenge all who read this to cry when needed, even in public, and to comfort those who show the same courage, I challenge all who read this to shout to the sky and release their pain and frustrations and assist those who are afraid to do so with you and I challenge you to spread the word and supportdo not let life break you. To all those reading I offer my final challenge--I will make 100 copies of this letter of which I will post it in public places and mail it to editors the nation over and I ask that you all do the sameraise the voice of the fallen for we do not deserve to be ignored.