I dropped down on my knees and my eyes burst into tears; burning tears with no way to stop them from running like a ragging volcano. "I knew it"- I said to my self "but why couldn’t I avoid it".

I looked at my self in the mirror and saw the clear signs of the slap- the reality slap on my face! I was naïve; I thought I could stand a chance against the unknown. I was in a battle holding up my sword; my heavy and rough edged sword. But the blades of reality were faster than I; they found their way to my dream; cutting their way in and out through it. The walls of my dream were scarred - the carpets were smudged in red and the pictures I drew were torn apart. It was too late to save anything.

My candle was too tired now- asking me to go to sleep. I begged her to stay with me- to light my way. She was too kind to stay- not to mention she wasn’t convinced- but she did it any way. The change wind paid us an unexpected visit; It blew on both of us- sweeping away the curtains and finding its way viciously to my candle- my precious candle. The only flam was killed and my sword was down- I got my slap and I buried my dream.

It is heavy on my heart- and every breath brings a deeper sigh. I have to let you go- you are drowning me in my tears. I have to let you go- you are putting out my flam. I have to let you go- it hurts so much but I have to let you go.

I look to your eyes losing their shine, loosing life! What is life without you? They stole you from my veins, from my heart.

I’m empty now, I am hollow. I think that is what most people wanted for me to be eventually. I’m like a tree with no leafs, like the oceans with no water, like the sky with no clouds, like an infant with no innocence. I’m a human with no soul. 

Oh grey sky open your doors with tears- mourn thee today. Oh wind- sing your last song -honour the dieing flam of hope. Oh fighters- fight your last battle and drink the trophy of sorrow. Oh mighty waves of the ocean dance with pride and crash on the rocks of reality. Oh my pure dream- you can go now. I set you free, please set me free too.

Oh sun- crown my dream as it rises to you and light its way to heavens where it shall wait for eternity!! Oh my heart bleed for thee for it will never come back.

I turn my back and I walk towards the gates of the cemetery. My spirit calls me out and says” it was never meant to be- you were stock in a moment which was never meant to be!”

I’m sad. Today, I buried something that is so dear to my heart. Was it by personal choice? No, it wasn’t my choice at all. I am so utterly sad.