As I watch the starless night, gazing towards horizon, i asked myself, “how old am i?”

Years have already passed, bitterness has unfolded,scars are bare, and i mused,”what do i do now?” Wasting my time in a betrayal so hurting…trying to shout from the top of my lungs but no words could come out…”Why am i not aware of it?” Listening to the dripping sound of raindrops, i started to ask myself “who am I? why did people do this to me? what did i do to them that i deserve this?” I admit, i find it hard to forgive…I know it’s the right thing to do but I find it hard…I have been blinded with words so true.

I was living more than an ordinary life, i was trying to find my purpose through journeying the road to significance. then came this event…i thought this was true..i was crashed, i was smashed, i was stabbed…what did i do that i deserve this? what did i do?

The night’s nearly over, i started to walk towards my bedroom…i have two choices to make…lie down on my bed or lie down on my sepulchre…i started to walk towards the sepulchre…i’ve been waiting for my demise…