Lost Sight, Found Strength

The path is so dark and dim, but Julie keeps walking. She is scared, yet her adrenaline makes her look back several times, urging her to walk faster with each step. She wonders why she can't move faster and then realizes it's just her thoughts getting wilder the longer she's on the road. She shouldn't have chosen this path—terrified and confused. She's already halfway through. It sucks. The only way is to adapt, over time. She has one more block, two more, and again she convinces herself it's just one more step to her destination. She's no longer afraid when she starts looking at the sky instead of the road. The evening feels scarier when it's right in front of our eyes, but when it's above, the stars are beautiful. The cold air on her skin feels warmer as her mind grows calmer. Gently, she realizes that she's no longer worried. In fact, she's arrived, in no time. -- I think loneliness comes from the mind. It's not about being surrounded ...
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

Cry

At the one of room 1614 should have two guests but I am alone.
Play a mellow tune to set the mood, my body is weak and hurt on feelings.
If I am not sentimental I would become as devil so here I pour them all.
A gold is not silent but silent is punishment.
The threat of my existance.
I want to jump.
Jump to the cliff and end the whole story all over again.
A whole blackhole and no end.

No more end.
Just more enemies.
What would path of escape can I get?

Where is the comfort?
Where is my promise?

I love for what future? 

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