Success can be a way too lonely road and a desolated one. It's indeed a rough terrain and some souls end up to the abyss of some permanent cessations. No more coming back then but either stand up from there and try walking from that terrible hell in all possible way or reduce to some ashes of hopelessness. That's all about it. I'm now being sat face to face with both of these guys, by staring at its eyes I feel like I could possibly take a break from all these busy unkind world.
Let the roads be a desolated one so that I can either be an ephemeral silence or an eternal silence in all secret ways.
I will be relieved then. I hope so.