On the other side of the cloud, I am here waiting for something. Loosing half of myself in the process. Waking up but half asleep. Seeing but half blind. Happy but half destruction.
What is this? Since when it become this terrible? Since when I am loosing the sign of life. The path to walk on is covering by mist, and lost.
Please help me find the way.
Please bring me back.
Please.. help me..