Oh suffering that keeps on coming
Prolonging its way through 28 years
Countless sadness from misunderstandings
When all seems good, it is the time it strikes
An agony that aflores every now and then
It is hard to keep the mind straight
The desires and needs are always there
Affronting the weak in pain
If only the suffering would be reduced
If only there was a restart button
The disappearance of the brave
It would never be felt
Only another one that fails
A mediocre without a sparkle
Another worthless life
Without a meaning
Another year ahead
Maybe many other years to come
And the hope of what could be
Sanity might not last long
The waiting is what clears the path
The bomb is counting down
Waiting for its final act...
