I endure the darkness of winter and the east winds and the snow. I endure being a prisoner of time. I endure getting up for work before dawn. I endure crowded streets and trains. I endure working in a job that I don’t like. I endure being tired every day. I endure processed food. I endure coming home late – tired. I endure pain. I endure time. I endure and endure for all this means nothing to me. The past was yesterday. I see the end and know there is no escape. There is nothing in my heart. There is nothing in my head. I endure. That’s how I live. That’s how I suffer – patiently.
I endure that happiness will not last. I endure that there is no escape from suffering. I endure ignorance and a world that’s stripped of its brilliance – left with little substance. I endure a world ruled by greed and these words of creed. I endure the wolf in sheep’s clothing – preaching and stopping souls from searching. I endure a world of madness that leaves a trail of sadness. There is a war going on in my head; the world has gone mad. I endure mass manipulation. I endure the worship of idols on an endless intrusive filmstrip. There is nothing in my eyes; for all this means nothing to me. I endure illusions bringing confusion. I endure meaningless action for the purpose of distraction. I endure man’s corruption and freedom’s dysfunction. I endure aggression and oppression. I endure equality in uniforms – boxed in. I endure love that never last and a painful past. I endure and endure and that’s how they labeled me insane. How I can love, I do not ask. All dreams I ever had gone burst too fast. I once was blind, but now I see us all dance to the sounds of war like never before.
Empty eyes in the mirror tell me that I can’t allow myself to feel happiness. My hands reached out for no good, I am unable to relieve myself from this position.