When I am silent, the world 

I perceive it is simple and direct 

It feels real in that regard

When I am silent, what truly pains me is 

seeing people suffer 

because of their own motivations

ambition, greed, and fear.

I attempt not to witness injustice, so 

I avert my gaze, but still, I find myself 

in a delicate state, 

constantly striving to keep something at bay.

So, I let the injustice and 

suffering of the world influence me. 

I need to experience feelings of sadness, 

deep sorrow, and occasionally intense anger 

and desperation to keep myself sane. 

I won't attempt to suppress parts of myself. 

My goal is to awaken and realize 

my genuine connection to the universe 

including the sufferings around. 

I keep hearing the cries of this world, 

and I rise once more to step out.

But I cannot truly accept this life as my own.

I don't feel afraid of being dead

What frightens me is not living fully 

before I die. That's terror.