I walk into the darkness. It seems nothing is in there. I knew what I was looking for in here but I couldn’t tell anyone about it and I already forgot my purpose. I don’t even know if I can make it bright. Now I feel that I might not have to shine it. Maybe I didn’t come into it to feel the pride. I would just have to be absorbed to it. I might have come into darkness to become a darkness itself so that I can live this world.