HOW FAR SADNESS CAN GO?

n the end – there is no way. No way back. No steps to take. Everything changes, even the memory is frozen now, forgotten stars fall down on us… and when the sky is stolen and there is no way out… stil, I stand, quetly; I stay awake just witnessing the pain again we wait the rain; quietly, we are running out of time and it is getting cold, so cold without the sun. I cannot tell you about the pain. It is not to say – about the pain. So we don’t talk, it doesn’t matter, it is all the same. Pretending that we don’t feel we fight our days to reach at least some kind of point, some kind of reason; while we deny our prison. Why does it has to be so out of reach, out of our beliefs, beyond our strength? The world is choking by its own fate… but tomorrow, man, here comes another day. It shouldn’t be that hard. We should have been already done with this: how to live, to breathe, to be, to love, to learn… …to laugh again.