In the depths of the sorrowful path, I tread.
Listening to the deafening sounds of bustling commentaries, and sadistic treatments, I tread.
Embraced by the cold agonizing pain, and constantly blamed for historic mistakes already made, I tread.
Basking in the presence of omnipotence, feeling self-shame with no acts of positivity, I tread.
With the feeling of guilt and self-hatred ruining the last pieces of self worth, I tread.
Alone and by myself, with no colleague, no friend, no relative, no lover, I tread.
Why do I have to continue with this journey?
Constantly being hurt.
Constantly suffering.
Always blamed.
Always feeling guilty.
What's the reason for trying?
If trying only meant hardships.
If hardships don't bring results.
Where am I even headed?
Not worthy of any affection.
Not worthy of compassion.
Not worthy of salvation.
Who else can I call on?
The omnipotent has already disgarded me.
The people have abandoned me.
My own conscience haseven left me.
When will this worthless, endless walk end?
Journeying through nothingness,
With only darkness on all peripherals.
How should I proceed?
How should I go about?
How do I choose to tread on a path I can't even see?
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