The Legend of Deliverance

‏I breathe in an air where a stench lingers, and a sense of loathing for myself and those around me rages unchecked.

I walk through a moment in history where I am more hopeless than yesterday, yet forced to live for tomorrow...

A tomorrow that, in this land, holds no scent of betterment for anyone.

One must neither hope, nor harbor a desire for deliverance from this agony.

Here, deliverance is akin to a legend that no one has believed for years.

Those who have lived with pain, understand pain;

not the one who spends their life in luxury and ease, writing prescriptions for our wounds from afar.

We...

We have suffered, more profoundly than any experience ever seen or heard until today;

so much so that at times, suffering itself has become the only real thing in our lives.

Out of necessity, we continued to exist without ourselves...

And we still continue;

not for the sake of living,

but for a death that arrives sooner or later...

Fahim Arezou