Wandering around in the dark forest, following the unknown trail, towards an unknown destination, finding an unknown object. Dragging the 10-tonne feet behind me, head hung high, following the light that had left me, the light that you gave me. Falling to the ground, losing all hopes of finding it back, all went pitch black. Slowly opening my eyes, or did I? There seemed to be no difference. Pushing myself off the floor with all my remainding strength, stumbling around, walking alone down the unknow trail, occasionally, knocked down by trees, but struggling up again. A thought struck my stressful mind. For what am I struggling? For who am i struggling? Legs giving way, i collapsed like a sack of potatoes onto the floor. Laying there motionlessly, with the thought of vultures circling around me, waiting for my breath to end, for a sumptuous feast. But i do not care. Feast on me for all you want. For I am walking alone down this busy road.