it was all foggy morning, the wave of breeze is cold,the soft whisper of air are just mesmerizing and the stars still shine–while a bright sunlight await.

why am i here...not this place but what i mean is why im here?,in this world.
existing..
still existing..
no i dont want to exist anymore.

this place is quiet..
all i can hear is my thought and the sounds of river waves. its peaceful, calming..
and all i want is to jump off.

i take the first step closer to the edge of the bridge, theres no stopping now and theres no turning back.

i could see how high where i am, the sound of seguils noise and...