of all the darkness lurks within
in this irresistable temptation of so-called-dream;
gasping for hope,
reaching out for redemption,
crying out for salvation.
beneath those planes of miseries,
revolved by fogs, covered in fears.
pulling me in.
each and every damn seconds.
will i ever get the chance to see the lights again?
err, pebende ni. aku pun tak paham.