Lying In my bed, I Recall a day. One day, that day! Oh yes, when I made a mistake. I remember, how isolated i felt. I used words to explain somethings and how badly it turned into a disaster.

I stumble, I mumble to write it down as words starting to drip off.

It was a summer night. Dazzling moon with no light like the sadness of sea, before a storm. I was quite & I was low like the floor. But there was a rage, i felt. All of sudden, there was a crack in the storm i was covering. I tried to tame it but i loosen it. The crack started to shatter. I can still recall its strings. A weird noise, A noise of my self cracking under the weight..