Chapter IX

There was a time, I think, when I was full of hope like any other kid in this world. There was a time I was still able to see the world full of colors and the sky appeared blue to me as well. It was a long time ago that all of that was taken from me and never returned. I cannot tell you if it did not return because I choose to, or because it could not be a way back for it, but honestly, the reasons do not matter. I could spend days and nights trying to figure out the why and it would not bring me any peace of mind. It is what it is, and it cannot be changed into something else. Especially when you walk into the depths of darkness as far as I have, there is no going back, the soul has already left and in its place is just a black hole that will swallow up and kill every bit of hope that dares to enter. Maybe I did kill all that; I am no longer able to tell the difference now, not that it mattered anyway.