Everything is pitch-black, I can't see what's around me. I could only touch and feel. And it's so silent that the sound of every movement I make is disturbingly magnified. I felt my way to the window and there were glitters hovering before me. People say that stars are always shining for you, helping you through, but the light they emit altogether is barely enough for me to see hope. I know that the stars are there for me but they're so out of reach so what's the point? You just stand there and watch me bleed. And when will the sun come out so that I will stop shivering? It's been an eternity since I last felt warm. Besides, I needed the heat to evaporate the ocean in my eyes. It's all cyclones and tornados in my life, everything's messed up and my time is running out. How long more can I last?

I kept waiting and waiting for the sun to rise. For when there is light, I might be found and saved.