I found myself on the margin of the world with
battered pride and maimed dignity, he humbled me to no end until I become
breathless, peeling away my chance of living and soaked me in ignorance and
loathness. The loyalty condemned me for the unremorseful sins and the fallen
hope, as he conquered and led the grim agony within me, turning into a mangled,
despaired self. The silence in my head was another unexplainable, harmful
world, folded with regrets that cannot be atoned and within my hands, I held my
stitched, vacant endeavor as the silence reigned in my mind and the legion of
the insidious thoughts roamed in, shattering me to the extent of my omission
and left a tortured phantom, screaming silently for salvation.
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