Human Sorrow and Feelings of Sadness
During these times, we murmur that we will live without lamenting ourselves. During these times, we are dealing with a sultry, turbulent, cheerful presence on our own and in limbo. We are pulled under the spreading areas and we assure ourselves that we will live without fear of the result.
We are drawn under the spillovers and we assure ourselves that we will not be anxious. Nevertheless, consistently, the monsters come in spite of everything and we constantly lie in bed, ignorance and trying to pretend that it is more terrible than the previous night.
Much of our lives continue to live in denial, and a large part of our lives in fear. Lamentation is the terrifying, despicable emotion that stays in us in the dark. We are constantly evolving from the shadows gradually and we constantly close our eyes tightly and the petition never needs to be faced.
We spend so much energy to close the sadness that we ignore why we bought the digging tool anyway. We cover the laments because it makes us tragic. It makes us strange. It shows us the essence of every individual we hurt. It makes us feel like trouble.
Lament is the beast that has sneaked into the shadows of our joy ever since we took care of it, and when it got too big and wild, we closed our eyes and showed ourselves that we don't believe in it.
