The days are moving from day to night, but the pain is the same pain. “Time will heal your grief” I have been told so much, but why is it going backwards? Why do I feel I am going to drown again?
I want to go with you! Wherever you are, please, I can’t take it anymore! I miss you. I miss you and I want to join you!!
My beautiful brother, I can’t be in here anymore. Since you are gone, things have changed. Everything have changed. I have changed!
My thoughts became a knife, the memories-a blade. What is life? What is death?
My tears became lava, storming as they wish, burning as they wish. What is pain? What is happiness?
I lost you, I lost myself.