Many times in life, have i not constantly wandered upon the face of silence; silence that brought coldness and emptiness. Walking upon the stairs of destiny, not knowing where one is going; up or down? Only the sisters of fate would know. Many believe destiny to be in thy hands; yet always played in the end. Was destiny in thy hands or were thy in Destiny's? Many have come to reason with life; the all so many things it brought upon; cratering with the hammer of all so called "Justice". Was justice meant to be given in place of judgement? Yet the question is not within thee. Ones who looked upon life in solitude receives more in reasons of thoughts; ones that proved of nothing but theories and mere rubbish. "Thou shall wait for Judgement" But who shall Judgement wait?
Was it not meant for i to find thee? Long has i climbed this stairs of wait, when will it ever end or tell i where its headed. "The eagerness at heart brought silence and coldness thus the emo-highness....."
