We live not just to die.
A lot of years had passed since that dreaded day came.
Living is like dying every day.
No one did ever stop.
Seeking for a way out was never easy. In fact it never came across our way.
Screaming voices.
Excruciating noises of pain.
Every breath we take is a piece of diamond.
Every day that we could wake up is a one in a million chance.
Hiding was not a choice.
Millions were lost.
Even I, was already lost.
I'm here to seek for a chance.
A chance of living and not just existing.
- © Aika&Ka†erine