Sounds I hear. There are sounds everywhere. I can not escape the sounds. I can just fly my wounds.

So many questions. I do feel it though. That partically this future may be rough. Like my life has ever been. Apparently the world gives me torment. I most likely deserve no silence, calm or joy.

Deep down under the water or in what I now have drown. I still make all decisions for my own.

A few things I can never invoke or control. It is the traces of my wounded souls fate. Just like this world gives me more & more hate.

The end of another day approaches. Opened up in darkness, brings me to sleep in a dark eternity.