You’re not the only one who stuck in the whirlpool of emptiness. But it’s also me, who’s trying to escape from that place. Sadly, I’ve never succeed finding the way out…I’ve never seen any little bit of light in my lifetime. I live in the room, though I never know where the end of the wall is. I hand the darkness and let it go around me. Again and again, it is wounded from the confinement of my palm. I destroy the darkness with my fragility. I have never known what brightness is, therefore it draws me to its own space. I know that if I know what it is….i’d be ready to ruin it….just like what I’ve done to the darkness that passed away. Confine me here forever….let my viciousness spread around…. old kara