When suddenly the rain starts to pour I just glare at it cause it reminds of my tears w/ch also are suddenly dry...

Someone pull me out, the darkness is consuming me and will continue consuming me...

I already forgot what a light is..

I first saw the path in w/ch shines a lit so I drag my feet to there but it was very far... it just looks near when seen....

I'm used to the darkness to the point I start to despise the bright....

And then the dark also hated me and wants to send me away...but surely not to bright..

How did I end I up here since all I remember is sleeping...

I wondered if the light was good and I also wondered if the dark was better....

It isn't a dream; it hurts, It isn't a fantasy; it isn't happy, it is real; it isn't good

Slowly I climb to reach the sky and touch the sun...I can't reach it already, I'm tired.... Remembering I don't have the sun I slowly ran back....

Where is the moon, they talk about. Where is the sun, they talk about.... Am I blind?!

I see through the sand and see nothing at all maybe I really am blind....

I search and found nothing cause I was searching for nothing too....

Opening my eyes I saw a light reflecting, I was too happy...too happy to the point I wake up from my dreams....

White is all I see...oh, sorry my white is your black....