I miss the days when i write because i'm in love and happy, but now everything that i have in my heart is emptiness and gray.

i turned into a black hole,  a vacuum where rain continues to storm and night unending; consuming every spec of light with darkness and decay.

sadness became an inspiration to my writings, may it serve as an inspiration to other people as well, who shares the same sentiment and pain. 

love the pain and pain will love you...