Nothing seems to have sense

Nothing seems to have sense

Everybody's gone, and finally you realize that you're more alone than ever, you had friends, a family, someone to share smiles with, short conversations, maybe a hello, how are you?, maybe a good bye, but you thought this time would never end, and look at them, all of them, dead, no more life, they are not alive, they became shadows in your past begging for not being forgotten, and after that, when no one remains on earth, what will happen?

Nothing seems to have sense, neither the life, nor death, you are alone again, and the night is colder than before, and it's just there, when you feel the cold, that you had the chance to share all the time with the people you loved, but you rathered other kind of things, do not regret about past, everything is done, everything is gone.

Let me think for a while, you have now all you wanted, but your emptiness is bigger now than ever, nobody congratulates you, nobody is here to see how happy you are, and maybe you have all the money you wanted, but money can't buy life, money can't buy time, no effort, nothing.

Each night is a new nightmare, you sweat in your bedsheets organized like coffins in a lonely night, nobody is here to bury you, and now your soul does not have the strenght to lift you up once again, nothing seems to have sense, nothing, neither the air that now is gone from your lungs, nor the pestilence of your dead body eaten by ravens and earthworms.

You're alone again, you're alone again, all those times have defeated you and your will to succeed, now you have fallen, fallen to the depths of the hell, but no one loves you there, you cannot go to heaven and now you are bumped from hell, let me think for a while.....If you cannot go to heaven, if you cannot go to hell, where you could go? Nothing seems to have sense in this life.

SCARAMBOGLIO FIGADARTE