Sitting all alone at the sides, in the dark corner. Hugging my legs close to myself as I watch the world pass by. Walking, running, strolling, crawling, different legs, different speed. It all becomes a blur as it forms the background. Melting deep into the beyond as the darkness shrouds. Lost, pain, hatred, depression, bleakness. All of which leads to the Dark Side, or so they say. They have been confused with which is the real pathway. That ultimately leads you to the end. What end can it be that you seek, to end it all. Death, or just pure misery. Death is such a sweet word yet is scorned by many. People fear it, despise it, while others embrace it wholeheartedly. The thought of blood dripping from one's wrist, forming a river of hope. Hope that it will lead to everlasting bliss and rest. Or just more pain and sorrow to those around you. Stand up those who are wallowing in deep thoughts. Fear not for there is a God. Life is like the sand on the beach, where there are two sets of prints. Your footprint and God's footprint. He is always walking beside you guiding you all the way. When there is trouble however, it becomes only one set. Why? That is because He is carrying you, all the way to the end. Until you can stand up again and hold his hand Where you will walk to path's end.
10:00 pm;
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Norman Woon
21 Years Young
Male
27/03/1987
MJS, MSS, CJC(rox)
