Death; Night

I will not question.

No.

I do not want to question.

It is marvelous, to view how humans treat one another.

Particularly when one has cease to be of use.

Ah, humanity. What is this that we speak of, when you are frankly no different from animals?

My choice, lies in here.

I will go no where, change no way, and stay, not because I do not have the ability to do so, but because should those who lost their way want to find a way back, I hope, to be the beacon guiding them back.

Hope. Such a foolish notion, and yet it's all that I can rely on.

For those who only have things coming their way when they want it, you'll never understand what is the will to live.

You'll never understand, the pain of sufferings.

And you'll never understand, how those who thought they have gotten rid of the chains, are actually sinking beneath the weight of it.

How ironic. The heart in disarray, beckons to return to where the chains started.

The cycle of never-ending questioning, and never once getting an answer. Perhaps that's where my place should be?

But would you know?

No.

Do you want to know?

Ah. What a silent night. Bring forth my judgement for sinking deep within these sins from time once again.