Let Me Be Free

He is sick of the world: sick of the people who are living a lie every second. He has a great life; he is handsome, has a five figure salary, a beautiful girl who loves him, great friends, understanding family. But he is not at peace. He is loved and respected. He is satisfied on the upper skin and weary inside. He wanted to be with the one he loved. But the orthodox society did not allow that.

He did not love the girl of his life. He loved his best friend. He was sick of pretending to be happy when he is not. He does not want to live a lie. He wants to be free. He is smart. Yet he is standing on the brink of a cliff; wondering what his mistake was. Why the world can’t accept him the way he is. What is wrong if he loves his best friend? What is wrong if he loves a guy?

He is gay. He has not chosen this life. It was born with him. It was not his decision to be like that. Why normal people see him with disrespect? Why the ones who feel attracted to the opposite sex are considered normal? I am a human too, he thought, I am not disobeying any law. In other part of world his love was in the same situation too. He might also be standing somewhere on the mountain edge ready to take one more leap and end the life of contempt.

May be a single step further would let him be free.

A jump will break the shackles of misery.