Despair, anger, helplessness…

I seen these scenes countless time. Etched in my mind along with my sole purpose. Fighting against the path set by fate. It all felt so meaningless.

Names were forgotten, memories of the past were nothing but a distant dream.

Alone in this broken world. Fighting to protect what was no longer there. Longing for a peace that may never come.

I close my eyes as a familiar feeling surrounded me. And so, I welcomed death once again.

[This is a slow pace story but it gonna be a long one. I'm a new author so don't go expecting quality works.]