• Walking through an empty page wondering where I'll end up such a plague haunts me. This enigma of multi peculiar aptitude that surrounds the cells of my heart have become thin. The world around its black and cannot be seen, the light that strikes my whole body makes it completely engulfed like an angel caressing my cheek which she tries to purify my tainted heart...can someone do that to someone who isn't a human?....can there be something like this even happening to where my mind has build up so much it wants to scream? The angel understand me clearly and reads me like a book but no pages are filled. Nothing has ever been written. The very mind of my being falls back within myself, I am once again myself the title that only came to mind "Emerald Serenity" has been embroidered within my soul. Is that what my mind had computed after long hours of countless though? I shrug my shoulders and continue walking towards the final page wondering if this will ever end.