Burning with the illusion of loveEveryday,I am pushing myself towardsThe black hole of emotions,Extremely dense, deep, and dark... Grabbing the collar,Time is pulling me forward.I am not prepared.I am stuck between ecstasy and numbness,Bitter truth and desperation,Despair and agony.I asked to go back.It replies, "No turning back."A radiating smile, i have witnessed."Isn't Future, too, an illusion?"I asked. A bit curiosity."Probably it is, too. A hope, may it be false, is better than clinging to a betrayal past."
A black hole of emotion