I can't take it anymore... but I won't give in either. Everything is burning - the air, the walls, my skin. This darkness is penetrating completely, wanting to break through. But no. Not today. Not now. I feel - somewhere out there, above all this, there is a light.
Even if it is far away. Even if it is not for me. I still reached out. I have to. If I let go... if I let go - I will disappear. And I want to be. I want to live. Even if I burn - but I will light myself. At least for a moment. At least once. But a real one.