Like the foe under the poison tree, that's how he felt. Helpless, lifeless, useless.. All his anger suddenly disappeared, leaving a huge, devastating feeling of numbness. All that was for what? All that rage, jealousy.. he spent all his life trying to reach a desperate dream: money, power, fame..

Yet here he was now, sitting on his bed, deep night, feeling like a thousand blades just pierced right through him. Not even realising it, he lost everything without even knowing he had it: you.