- Vol. 05
- Chapter 06
Perched at the top but still looking down with those eyes seeking love and solace gazing from emptiness to nothing I'm the single soul left in this metropolis where I can see every one but everyone is blind to see me
Those crimson tinge skies carrying the smell of the dusk laced with the dancing specks of dust in the wee hours of the morning I stand here alone connected and yet disconnected to the world all around me
They all said "rush to the top" for all the bleared eyes to see blinded by my desires and on my fours like a lizard I rose to the top gasping for breath moved hurriedly
But here I'm perched firmly at the pinnacle of the success broken and crumbled with my stooping shoulders carrying the burden of the souls I crushed and crumbled to reach here for the world to see.