"you can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep rereading the last one."
no, no, no.
i cannot read another chapter.
the rest of my story has been destroyed.
burnt to ashes,
ripped to pieces,
torn from the binds.
i'm tired, so tired,
of pushing and pushing,
at nothing but empty space.
i have no choice,
but to keep reading the last chapter,
of my unfinished life.
