Silmang (Disappointment)

What do you do when your Life

doesn't turn out the way

you anticipated

or thought?

Fuzaketeru no ka?

Fuzaketeru no ka?

I curse under my breath

to no one in particular;

perhaps saying it takes

the sting out of the

disappointments

of the detours

I don't understand.

The last two months

have been like some labyrinth

that I seem to be stuck in.

I can't get out.

I am wading and chanting

in this macabre dream.

When will I wake up from the

disappointments

of this past decade,

the disappointment

of isolation,

this artifice

imposed by this quarantine and

this epidemic?

When do I emerge into sunlight and

feel its warm rays that feel like

loving embrace of a father?

I'm wading,

I'm suffering,

I'm screaming,

I'm yelling,

I'm crying,

I'm kicking

but in the end,

it's like I'm screaming into an

empty cup,

and is there anyone there

to hear me?

*Disclaimer: it (my Life) hasn't been that bad, but I'm writing collectively from the perspective of a person who is in suffering with the Universe!