We humans are such trusting and fragile creatures. Within every one of us, a part that yearns for some sort of peace is present, despite everything. Sometimes, we lie to ourselves, just so to savour a temporary respite from the our inner and external demons. We sing ourselves a lullaby when there is no one to sing for us. We lose ourselves momentarily. We dared ourselves a sliver of hope. We let our guards down.
Sometimes, to our demise. The shadows uncloak but if lucky, we would catch a last glimpse as our lives leave us.