eyes that see every movement -- the all-seeing ability of the deranged. one strike; two strikes; you're out. ears that hear each minute sound -- the ever-present taunt of useless noise. the ticking of the little clock; the splash made by the waves; the tiger roars against his captor. the wait comes to an end; sunrise is but a few hours away; redemption is at hand; the grass is green; a savior may appear. we cannot afford to lose hope. death only comes when we stop believing. #yqbaba #yqdidi #crazymuttering #bored #darkversuslight #diwa