Story Of A Free Man - Chapter One: The End Of Innocence

A concrete bed, a weathered awning made of cardboard that keeps the

morning sun from his eyes. He never knew much about why his life became

so hard. Sleep one night under this bridge in this man's shoes, and you'll

learn there is no god. Lets go back to the early days. When life read just

like a blissful page, in a book with a happy ending, even if that means

were just pretending. Before everything this kid knew as unbroken. Became

nothing but a state of insecurity. In the early days he lived life with his

eyes un-open, conditioned to always go quietly. One day his father went

off to war. To fight a war for something that's not worth fighting for.

A forceful pry at his eyes to see a beautiful world has been taken from you and me.

"This is killing me," he said to his mother. "Is this the true face of humanity?"

he said to his mother. "The weight of this has got me on my knees," he said

with no response from his mother. The boy was scared now. He got the silent

treatment from a person he confided in. No longer sure where to turn, he jumps

right into a new life of uncontrolled rage and depression. He embraces

addiction to numb his new affliction.

"I miss my father," He thought to himself.