I once consider this my greatest asset, a gift if I may. This infamous propellant called hardships once created the great man I am today. It gifted me with great integrity. But like the law of gravity, we all must come down.
   I do admit that I did dance with the devil. I sought his prescription for success. I overdosed on his drugs; I became high on their applause, their cheers, their praises… I was a god to them, they couldn’t fathom how I was able to overcome my darken past.
I was on top… I saw the stars, the planets, the universe countless scientists desire to explore; I saw everything. And that became my downfall
I saw my past… I relived it. It becomes so surreal… it lured me, I lured myself because I saw my younger self-cry and beg for mercy.
I became scared. So I ran as fast I could. I stopped and turned around… I saw him once again, the beast himself.

This once great gift I would cherish dearly in my heart is deteriorating my mind, my heart, my morals, my gift, my smile.
I took his drug now I am paying the price:
I can shed tears no longer. I can’t feel love. I can’t speak for myself… In this lonesome room is only me, myself, and I.

Now I am slowly waiting for my hero to rescue me from this dark abyss many can’t escape from.