I want to wipe those tears they’re raining off. But I can’t move my hand. All I can hear is their never ending cries, prayers, and agony. I heard myself screaming but it’s only on my mind. I want to hug them to pacify their hardships, but I can’t even carry my own bearings. What I just can do is to look at their faces even my own eyes is already giving up. I find myself on a white light behind those flashbacks. I know I reached my final moment. But at least I can be able to make a true smile, while shedding off my final tears.
