Darkness resides within my heart, within my head. I loved, I cried, I tried to die. I wished for the Reaper to pluck me from mortality. To sentence me to death and all of the bonds that encompass it. I wanted to never again see light, to never taste of sweetness, and to never FEEL anything at all. The Reaper was late and I am still waiting. He has left me here to pay for my doings. An empty heart filled NEVER forgets that emptiness the emptiness that it once knew. Mine is a heart that was filled but is no longer so. My memories are darker and lonelier. It longs for fulfillment like before but do miracles happen? Is it at all possible? Even for me?