A Narrow Path

I have been walking on this narrow path for a while. There was nothing but grass everywhere and a brick path going straight endlessly. Its been a long time that I have been walking on this path but I do not wish to see the end and wish for it not have one. For some reason I enjoyed being in this chill and calming atmosphere. Life was cruel and all I did was drown in my own thoughts and sadness. I never enjoyed anything. I felt like nobody truly liked me and I was easily replaceable. How much ever happy I was, that much sadder I would become later. By walking this path I feel relieved. I feel like I escaped the realities of life. I feel reborn. There was no living organism here other than me. I thought what if I walk on the grass. Would it create a new path for me? A new choice? I stopped walking for a second and stood there looking as far as the eye can see and there was no sign of any new path. It was just grass everywhere. If I were to try something new, how would it affect me? What will happen once I step on the grass? As time passed, more doubts started arising. I stood there thinking for a long time. I could either stay on this straightforward path already laid down for me or try to take a different route. The only demerit about taking a different route is that I wouldn't know the risks and dangers I would be having by stepping away from the bricked path and stepping on the grass. Instead of just standing here and wasting my time and overthinking about this I stepped on the grass. Nothing special happened. I started walking forward. Overthinking never really ends with a solution, it ends with just suicidal thoughts. I never had a will to live and always wanted to kill myself. Probably I already did and this place might be heaven. If I really am dead and this place is really heaven then who all would care to see my funeral in the real world. Probably nobody. I would consider myself a temporary friend. Just someone who becomes sad every time and talks about me being sad all the time to other people and pushing everyone away and isolating myself which make everyone hate me and they would also ignore me. Puberty really changes you not only physically but mentally and emotionally too. Life was never easy. You think things get better soon but it only gets worse. I couldn't make much friends because I wasn't very talkative. All I would do is reply to whatever the other person might say. I would even ignore the people I know when I see them but when they start talking to me I would definitely reply. The only person you talk to the most is yourself which is what's happening right now while I walk the grass of no end. I turned back and the bricked path was no longer seen. It means that I have walked pretty far. Time seems to go faster whenever you drown yourself in your own thoughts. The only happy and nice place is my imagination. I was no longer walking straight anymore. Since there is no path now, I don't know where I am going. But now I was able to walk anywhere since there was no path. I had a feeling of freedom. I thought that I should not think anymore. In a world where there is nothing but grass, what is there to think? Whatever I do won't effect anything. There's nobody I should care for. Nothing to worry about. I don't need to worry where I am going. I should think less and act more. So without having any second thoughts, I ran. I ran as far away as possible. I ran till I had no energy left. I ran like there was no tomorrow. I ran in excitement thinking there is now nothing to stop me. Nothing in my way. I ran as tears of happiness started running down my cheeks. And I continued running...