The walk

The city was dark with his untouchable sparks , and yet so easy to catch you in his web and keep you there for ever or till you as tired as marathon run. My eyes are red and feeling of infinity , suddenly touch my soul, and I am  drawn into the  deep. So many people around me , I can see, I can feel all  the thoughts around, all the good , all the cruelty that man can create .See that boy just got his girlfriend a present and holding her hand he is wondering if I am wearing a red knickers. That girl over there , dressed beautifully , getting in  the cab , thinking of excuse for her fiancé after spending a hour with a girl in a hotel room. The middle age women and her husband holding hands , smiling to their guests ,pretending how happy there without a sin after she find out his dark intimate experiences.  Or the wife and mother who are dreaming to be a designer but she loves her husband who don't kiss her anymore?  The masks we all wear are our protection  but yet our biggest enemy only because we are not Who we are. The truths is that we are always pretend to be whatever we are asked or expected to be , and I am her today the girl with perfect life who will marry the man of her dreams but yet she dreams about that hour in that hotel. Tomorrow I might be that boy or the lady who's heart is tearing with pain but yet she wear the mask that makes her secure or the mother who's dream is buried deeply in her soul and would never see a day light .And tomorrow I might be You. What are your dreaming off , what  your deepest fears and desires are?What makes your heart to jump , what makes your blood to explode in its veins? And yet what makes you to stay whatever you are , who told you to be what you are? I see You  , I feel You , I know you because I AM You  , You are Me, We are the man who betrayed his wife , his family but yet he is a perfect gentleman. We are the boy who swear to love that girl forever but second after that he was dreaming about other women' body. We are there dreamers, We are the sinners , and wet We are the angels too......