Sky huh the word I hated the most of my whole life .. Looking at it make me realize that how curse I am and the reason for the curse is up in there getting shelter in it..It's really unfortunate though... , the sky who is the wisdom and blessings for those who look up their and bath in its miracle , is mere a source of hate for me.. it neither a source of blessings nor wisdom for me but the pain and suffering ...
But something I do agree ..It does create miracle .. the miracle ,of me changing into something I don't know, in the full moon..
Just the fragmented shower of it might at full moon night let me wonder though the thousand year of pain , while breaking my bones bit by bit , cranking though head to toe....
How hard I wished ..it to be never appear..
And how hard I wished it to be disappeare from the sky... 'The moon'.....
