It has been so long since I have written a story. All the imaginations that I once had have disappeared. Now that it is gone, life is a bit boring, since I have drifted apart from the path, or rather chose not to pursue the final goal.
Here I am once again lost in this universe, wandering with the thoughts that once upon a time have created a spark in my life, pushing me towards the final goal. Therefore, without a goal I wander on this earth, wondering about the purpose of it all.
Clashing with my mind and heart searching for what really matters to me. I have forgotten my purpose, and so the earth became so dark, the sun rises but the rays cannot shine the world that I am currently in, it seems as though there is a layer wrapped around the earth that is preventing the light from entering the earth.
There Is Still Hope
