I always have this dream often, this dream where my body won't work and just be trapped by chains over my wrists and ankles and they're too tight for me to even remove it, even i try to move them yet i feel powerless.

Useless over there, watching over the sky as they scream out loud. They scream many things, many of those are my name, is not a plea for help or a cry, is more like a... Hate. All shouts coming from every single way, deafening my ears with all the air they can provide, and i know damn well that, i ALREADY KNOW!

They hate me.

They despite me.

They want me gone, dragged through the floor, burned alive for not being what i was supposed to do! I was a father, a friend, a lover!

now...

all gone, with all those memories always striking me towards my weakest point, taunting me during each and single decade without missing a single minute of my life. I see their faces, i see their fear, their scars and many horrible looks they gave on me.

I... don't know if they remember me at all, i don't know if they'll forgive me for not protecting them, for caring them, for me to not be brave to safe them.

is this hell? is this my ending? the story i wanted to achieve became just a... misfortune?

who i will if they see me? They will hate me, they will call me the same names those memories i have without breaking a sweat.

nah... They'll won't even remember, it's been a while since they died, and even then, not even the judges would help me at all.

who i would be for you? Just your old guy, waiting in your grave your welcome back on going home.