It's weird but my pain still lives. I saw a dream last night I believe it was a prophetic dream and I remembered...
Tonight I'm not deceiving myself - I'm crying about you, I'm crying about my destiny, I'm crying about the things that were not meant to be. I wish I could cry out to the skies asking "why"? I'm crying about you, even though you were just an illusion for me, even though only my aching heart that burns bright in the night is alive and real. Can you see its glow in the darkness?

Somehow I have to erase this picture, this pain from my being and keep fighting with my own shadows, my suffocating ghosts and  with my external enemy who is always here whenever I am weakened.

I'm so sorry.

I just saw a homeless dog being killed by a car. It's a usual thing but I still see that picture before my eyes and as usual such things start blowing of the deadly destructive wind within my soul, it is always there anyway, I'm just trying to put it to sleep for a while.

Subway Bridge

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