Chapter 1
This might be a story, tale, narrative for some, but for many it could be one of the means to live. And for me, you will know later on. Why now? It still is a question to me. Or it was until my whole soul felt upside down with no other options left. Or because I felt that sensation of that beginning of my futile dream shatter into billions of pieces that could never be mended.
And why this part of the story ? Maybe because I am now ready to face the reality.
Reality of not getting my dream succeed.
Reality of accepting the fact of losing some parts of my soul and reality of that feeling that made me burst into tears without even realizing.
Now might be a excellent time to express. Express those hidden emotions, unknown calling or whatever you call it. Unfortunately I don't happen to know where to begin and where to end, how to begin and how to end.
I feel empty right now. That's the only thing I know. I can only feel darkness covering my body and my soul. I would rather prefer to be in a space where I am probably myself,where I can scream my heart out, where I can cry out loud but I can't.
