Morning comes, and it's another day. It finds me crying in the rain, the darkness.
Crying because I'm just..
.. All alone with my demons.
Alone, with my pain. With my sorrow. With my regret and mistakes. Alone with all of my bad thoughts.
All alone, until..
.. I start to see..
.. The figure of a man, coming my way.
A man who is covered in light.
Who is this man?