Birth
A blood-red inferno raged behind my eyelids. I could see my life flash in front of my eyes. I wanted to forget; I wanted not to believe…but then it came, making me feel helpless, turning my limbs into jelly’O. I wanted to go back to the world I departed from, but it kept dragging me to your world...that I tried so hard to escape from. But fate had other plans. It brought me back and chained me to the ground, bounding me with manacles, stripping me of my will, making me do materialistic things about which I could care less of. I wanted so badly to sleep again...
But you won’t take me back...will you?
Oporajita











