I wasn't in myself when got raided. It was an invisible large vulture right behind my skull and kept eating my cerebrum until it was bleeding. Every time, I screamed out loud as Hell to escape that period. I acted like an insane asylum but pretended nothing ever happened, a roughly tough experience. spending time alone in the dark, burning dozens of cigarettes, isolating myself from society as I ain't got any belongings here. Time wasted, and there is nothing I can do about it. No feelings, Swimming in the drying river, walking in vain. At last, I gave him hope as a living representative of myself and left the rest up to my Creator. -Hasan