• And so it ends, this torturing never ending ride trought out this chapter of my existence.
    This is how it ends, with nothing left but broken dreams, tore apart by nothing more than myself.
    Beneath the dark dense clouds, that tend to imprison the warm light, it is yet to be found one and only wide open flower by the river side that strives to reach out for such light.
    It always seems so colorful and bright, though it keeps on suffering from the inside.
    As the river waters pass by, the bright colorful bloom petals start to weaken with the agonizing absence of the ocult and ever so wanted light above it.
    A once in a time full of joy petal starts to loose it's enchanted wondrous, loosing the will to hold on to the flower itself, falling and widly accepting the infinite course of the river waters, wishing nothing but to become forever lost in such cleasing path.
    Fading away for forever, a ray of light shows it's presence and beneath it, nothing left to be found but the dead remainings of a single flower who sadly vanished only wishing for a simple flash of light. A light who now hopelessly wishes for the presence of such bloom, but with no avail.
    And so it starts, this torturing never ending ride trought this chapter of my existence, that simply leads to an unwanted destiny of loneliness, guilt and sorrow. Descending from the heavens, the now uselessly revealed sun becomes the bloom, the once ever so joyful bloom becomes the covered sun, hence beginning a full of emptiness and despair already known wicked cycle.