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I don't have other supporters. I fight all alone. Enemies flood to me from all directions. Whereever I go. So I often lose my mind.

Cyan coat armor, almost tattered, flutters in the wind solitarily. Who knows that in the huge coat armor there is just a body of a little kid. He often cries with his body uncontrollably trembling. He has been hurt so many times that he started to become numb. But everyday brand new scars bloom in the blank parts on his skin. Bloom on the old scars on his skin. Bloom in his heart.
Like flowers. Tinny wild flowers, which keep singing songs that he can not totally comprehend. Deafeningly.

He has to always stay alone. To avoid harm he has to stay alone. He gets insane. He is dying to have someone to salvage him from the coat armor deep as the ocean. To stroke him cheeks. To kiss his wounds. To see his tears. To give him a name. To cherish his pride. To rebuke his self- mutilation. To protect him.
Like treating a child.

For what he stays here? To protect those things that maybe not be existing at all. The imaginations and legends that he makes up. The tenderness that he has felt more than once from the fairy tales that he read. The tenderness that made his little heart tremble unconsciously and deeply. He wants this world to be full of this tenderness. He feels so painful. The only way left for him to deal with his pain is to battle and cry.

But he is tired. He is so exhausted. So much that his eyes are dazed by his tears. So much that he gets insane. So much that he cries the name of his protector who doesn't exist. He says: I'm tired. Where are you. I can't find you anywhere. People only battle with me. I can't fight anymore. Hurts so much. I'm in pain.
I can't handle it long. I don't want to continue. I need you. Have you ever needed me.

I'm tired. Where are you. I can't find you anywhere. People only battle with me. I can't fight anymore. Hurts so much. I'm in pain.
I can't handle it long. I don't want to continue. I need you. Have you ever needed me.

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