lost
Who are we?
Why are we here?
Where do we go?
The cliché lingers, on and on. Light has never been shed on the paradox, amounting to the immense darkness that once tried to devour the soul amongst the vastness of the void. But then, what makes it easier here is, there’s always a tomorrow -- the first beam of the sun would climb up and pass the horizon, bringing the first ray of hope to the Terra.
And yet, there’s always a tomorrow we wouldn’t like to face.
lost, 2010-2014