I was standing infront of my friend's funeral and was deep in guilt. The guilt follows with anger that exist within me as I felt I was not there for him when he needed me most. I wish I could turn back time so I can make ammends towards my friend. Enough with my pathetic self as I closed my eyes and I took a deep breath.

I woke up and decided to throw my feelings away and all I can feel was the hollow inside me. My phone rang as soon as I walked away from the funeral and stopped my steps midway, in a blink of an eye I found myself unable to move as a truck hit me with no warning. The next thing I knew, everything went black.

"Is this end for me?" The thought kept making its way into my head.

— If only I was there for you...maybe you won't harm yourself and this madness will never exist