What happened? From a single incident a light was born. But as life took its turn the light started to fade. The life drained out of my veins I feel numb; the pain won’t disappear and grows stronger piercing needles through my eyes. The blind man tries to pick up his stick and continue to walk but he trips falls over and dies. A soul floating on the ceiling, her tears dripping in his eyes. Love turned into a beast that pushed her out of the window. A cloud in the sky, filled with blood running down her hands.
