A new day comes for him, for them.

He only wants an end, not a new day, full of sorrow and pain. A poor soul screaming for something to hold on to for a moment, a broken spirit wants one moment of silence.

He got lost is the battle, his eyes saw too much, he can’t see clear in the dark, not anymore. Broken into millions of sides, pushed from all directions, lifeless in the middle of a nightmare, he can’t open his eyes.

Watching his beloved little home shaking, falling down, in the middle of the night is the last hit. This is the last heart beat. He knew he’d fall, he saw it in his dreams, he made amends with fear.

“Why to fight, when I can breathe this dark silence that grows deep in my eyes? “

“It’s the last night, I will let my monsters steal the essence of life, because there is nothing left to drag in the outside.”

He is a mad man, taking in his head, with red evil eyes looking forward for a end. He screams to his dead body: “ What do you want me to do?! Answer! Come back! Where are you little thing? Come, come to you dad!”

And as time goes by, people look at him, they smile sadly and they try to get his some help.

But who’s to blame? Who’s to blame for this mess in his head? He made amends with the end.

He ended himself