Dusty Spectacle

My spectacle is covered with dust.

I cannot clearly perceive this world.

I cannot understand what is it that I feel,

how much is there that I need to heal.

 

My life, my existence, 

my work and efforts—

all seem meaningless

from behind this dust.

 

I am experiencing existential crisis.

Do I wish to stand out

or be one among the crowd? 

I don’t know what to hold on to and what to leave.

 

I am in the vast gulf of pain

from which I can’t find an escape again.

I can’t decide what should I attend to first

because my spectacle is covered with pain and dust.

 

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