I’m in state of delirium. In a state of hallucination. May be it’s the fever. But something from the soul is gnawing at my wretched heart. A deep sense of frustration mixed with guilt. I feel like Raskalnikov. Having committed a worst crime which has no redemption on this earth. What is it that raises its ugly head. Nearly knocking off my soul from its temporary prison.
Am hallucinating. Of fighting with a monster ready to grab me and push me to perdition forever. Of a tunnel with no light at the end. Groping in dark, in eternity.
What is my crime?
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