Shaking me,
Waking me up.
Talking to me? Or to someone else? I'm the only one here. Who the f*ck are you talking to?
"The end or not", they said. "Myself or not", I said.
Hundreds of myself calling out my name.
I pray, "Disappear, make the world disappear."
I closed my eyes for a while and they're gone. The light illuminates before my eyes is that of sun. Am I still alive? God, no. It can't be! This must be a dream.
"A dream of not?!", I cried. "Myself or not?!", I cried.
Well, I am still here like a last blessing. Sun showers pour and it's morning, again... it's morning, again.......