Perhaps Farewell

The only victim with no realization of his own loneliness.
Looking for someone to match the conditions,
but to no avail.
The certainty is not admitted, no matter how definite it seems.
Questions are ignored,
words are dumped,
perhaps a single reason can be given,
however it might not be accepted.
Blinding the eyes can see more,
letting go can obtain more,
it is absurd in the way it opposes the will.

Isolation is undesirable,
yet may be the best solution.
One day, the return might be necessary,
and it will be a sphere without boundary,
the end point is the point of beginning.

The New Dawn

Warmth of the enclosed area never leaves,
even when the water surrounds the outside walls and flows down the glasses.
The limited space with overly small dimensions ceases the walking.
With the items scattering around all over, the mattress seems better.
Dirt on the floor, dust on the things,
the clean air is forgotten and the light never shines the chamber.

The distance to the stop is made up of countless steps,
and the unbalanced path forms unknown barriers to the newcomers.
The waiting is blank, the rushing is necessary.

The grey ground smells different, the white buildings look new.
Finding a place to rest posts a challenge and food can never be satisfied.
Money flows away in an unreasonable fashion,
the way of living ends with one word- endurance.

Change to something never happens,
isolation remains, in the chamber of ambitions, in the world of reality.