At last, I feel
Nothing;
My eyes fill not
With hope,
My mind conjures up
No dreams,
And my body
Is cold
/
At last, the house
Of pain
That’s my heart
Lies in ruins,
And no god
To rebuild it
Will be born
In this world
/
At last, I am
Just like you:
I can look
Without seeing,
I can speak
Without kindness,
I can tread
Without caring
/
What
I’m trampling on