HIS CONCEPT OF TIME became distorted and lost when he was mourning. Time seemed to stand still or sometimes speeding up, his days were lost with no memory or conscious awareness of them, causing him to lose track of weeks and months. Mahogany's reality became so different from the life he had until now – even his time was different. As it said; Crying, however, is critical to healing your grief and physically processing your loss and pain. Mahogany at this point of life saw no reasons why the sun should continue to shine for the rain of his joyfulness has gone dark no more. He knelt down and prayed that his soul takes him home for his eyes needs to close so that his body can rest. And if he stays, miseries of life won't go away as tears kept on falling down, tears of pain asking himself “h
