Scream Of Distress

Sometimes we have the impression of being alone while we are surrounded by a crowd of people. It's like when you have the impression of being empty, even though you're filled with blood. We believe to be immobile, while we move with the planet. We say things without any importance, we  do things without any value, we are of no use. However, we stubbornly want to live longer, to suffer even more, to postpone every day our instant of glory . We wonder around longing for immortality . One then finds that the courage does not exist because death is the exit door  , and that none of us, weak beings and without defense, have the force to slam it in the face of the sky .

We died the day we were born , when our first cry of pain came out to warn the world of our distress .

-Shaimaa Sunshine-