A final speech

An abstract monologue I made up

I'd been pacing the bridge for over an hour.
The people, oh all the people, they just walked past me.
None of them looked. No one cared.
I was so alone. I saw the sky, it's red flicker like a flame...

Those flames that were taking them!
My thoughts, my happy, happy thoughts.
I heard it, they heard it too!
The men stopped, slowly people stopped and looked.
At me?
Me.

I realised that sound was my scream
'Shhh' I laughed, like a young child full of joy!
I laughed until I cried.
I looked over the bridge, the river quietly running beneath me...

How nice and peaceful it looked.
Gently closing my eyes I relaxed, leaving the people's cries above me.

Now was their time to scream.

Author's Note

Sorry for any errors in this, it's my first attempt of a monologue. Any feedback is welcome, thank you

Reviews

[charlie]

I see a person, a young person seeking something - perhaps some kind of legitimacy or validation from "the people".. and ofcourse, "the people" not behave according to the expectations of this person, and so inevitably this person transcends by projecting their own screams on to "the people" ...