My heart is so cold that I can no longer feel anything. Only by continuing to immerse myself in this world of ice and sky can I not feel lonely.
My heart aches so much that I am getting closer to death every minute and every second. Perhaps only death can escape me from this miserable and desperate fate.
Hatred, the heart-piercing hatred makes me know that I am still alive. It is the only purpose of my life. I never thought that hatred can destroy a person and save a person.
Memories, it is so distant and sad, but it is the only little light in my heart. Without the light, all that is left is black and darkness, the endless darkness, the darkness where I am the only one wandering alone.
I have no light. There has been no light since I came to this world. I long for light and keep chasing it. Even if I am flying hungry to fight the fire, I also hope to have light, even if there is only a little bit of light, but it is not light. I can never catch it. I can't get it. I am destined to never have light again.
The only thing that will always be with me is darkness, one person's darkness, which makes me fall and become a part of the darkness. Since I can't get rid of it, let me merge into it...
