(First person)
You are like that scorching light that redeems me who is humble and bad in the quagmire. I got up and ran towards you with all my strength. When I hugged you, I thought I had a warm home. I carefully stretched out my hand, and the light penetrated the gaps between my five fingers. Then, I opened my eyes in the dark. All the beauty was shattered in the illusion, and then fell. Let's fall from the sky together and rush to the next world.
Intention: Read it as a story, with a prototype.