i woke up, felt helpless, searched for a soldier
but found solitude;
i wanted to explore myself, but i was standing
on edge and the edge was sharp;
i tried to make a balance, moved left and right
and made myself stand;
i was searching for support but it was the
DARKEST NIGHT;
pupil expanded and 4-5 blurred poles appeared
before my eyes;
i relaxed, inhaled, exhaled and moved slowly to
hold it;
finally, now i raised my hand slowly so that i
can maintain my balance too;
i hold it but it was full of thorns;
my hand was bleeding, my reflex action was
on leave;
i tried to hold another pole to get a support,
it was electrified, i got a shock;
i loosed my balance, i fell down,
tried to save myself by holding edge;
but the edge was sharp;
my palm was bleeding; so, finally i was
totally screwed;
i remembered everyone but everyone
was blaming me;
again i inhaled, exhaled, sighed and loosen
my hold;
i didn't died!
something was left ;
i got up and inhaled, not exhaled this time;
started training myself to reach the edge again;
i reached the edge, made it blurred, cut the poles,
stood and relaxed, then ROARED!!
