What if one day you woke up from your slumber , discovered that you are still alive , and could not move at all? You find that the pain still lingers in your chest , and every breath is a struggle. But nothing beats the pain of losing her , the one you love. You wished you were dead , but yet somehow you are only half dead.

The cold air only amplified your pain even further. You just can't forget what had happened , you can't explain it. It is hard to believe , after these years.. what you've always held on to was taken away in an instance. You struggled to live , trying to forget this past. But the scars remain , you see them everyday. You feel different. Every breath you take now is different from before ; it just seems so thin now. You can never feel the same air again.

You continued to move on , only to find youself in a totally different world from before. Hungry wolves surround you. You are the only wolf with a different colour. They looked like they could gang up on you and rip you off anytime. With the pain instilled within you , you turned defensive. You are ready to fight back anytime , even if you must die doing so ; you should be dead in the first place.

You then stray from the pack.. growing weary. The scars are still there to haunt you. The purpose is lost , you stray away. Wandering in the fog , wondering where you could go to next...you want a home , a home that will accept you , a home that will not ignore you , a home that loves you for who you are. And I've found the home. The Lord's abode.

Vin