The story begins from the back of your brain...beneath your mind...so deep into your very soul!
That dark place where your soul is burning...your mind is erupting...where the fog...where the nowhere land!
Where you're fighting all that dark thoughts that you're afraid to talk about with anybody, alone in deep silence...preventing this darkness to escape to the outer world...
Where you're left there as a dead fish in the deep ocean...where there's lightning and fear...left devastated...left broken...
Drowning in worry...thinking that you still have enough time, but you're actually melting...fading in the fraction of space-time...
Tired...Burnt...smoking from the inside out...sorrow is cutting so deep...the war is running wild!
Even in the crowd, you're unstable...even when it's time to walk, you stop...the crowd is not enough to fill the gap of your void, but only noises!
And when you decide to exit your jail...to take a break and ask the skies what the hell is wrong with this world, the skies reply with mocking silence!
As if you're the alien on this earth...as if you're the villain of the story...as if you bring destruction with every move you take...as if the end of the world is underneath your footprints...as if your existence is anti-existence itself!
