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