"Sometimes I wonder if this suffering is going to last forever?!"
"No. Sooner or later everybody are going to die."
"But why is all this?! I hurt no one, never!"
"Yes. And people like you are going to suffer, no matter how hard they will try."
Light. Words. A distant murmur of forgotten wraith. ...
River of poisonous gloom water cold
There ahead I behold in the bosom of eve -
Whispers of sorrow covered with mold,
Words never told and anticipations deceived.
lukewarm white hands and chill grin, ...
And so, I decompose inside the autumn air,
And so the night behold my Neverland;
The fireflies are just enlightenments of despair -
Inside the jail of screams one little dent.
There deeply in the darkness, down below, ...