Covering myself in the dark side of the world, stranded from the rays of the beautiful sun, from cheerful sights and sounds of the crowd, and darling rhymes of little children singing.. Only this silence, howling inside my head, and the demons devouring my wounded soul, that will lead me to the edge of my despair.. I couldn't find the essence of joy and bliss, within the truth, in the bleakness of realism.. Nor could I behold one moment of beauty, even though I thrive in the simple pleasures, still I drown in harshness of existentialism.. Eternally haunted by memoirs of childhood; Like gaping shadows that clings eternally.. In the mirror, my reflection portrays pain, for I breath with this bloody heart within, standing without courage on thorny ground, and upon an uninvited path, I walk alone.. Even though I held my head way up high, to plead for a humble prayer to be heard.. Somehow, a hopeless light shines upon me, as wishing stars die in the shades of night.. Nonetheless, I shall melt with my wishes, in the vague, shady voids of nothingness..