19/08/2025
"Don't you feel sorry for me?
When I am writhing in pain, face down in despair, suffering from loneliness and living in terrible pain—does your heart still not weep for me?
Maybe love doesn't come to everyone, I accept that. But pity? Don't you have even a little sympathy for me? If we don't talk for days on end, doesn't your chest feel heavy? Don't you ever feel the desire to see me for a little while?
I call you out loud, but why don't you want to come closer? Is everything really a lie like this? Even a hungry dog on the street makes you feel sorry for people, but when you see me, you don't feel the slightest pity?
My helplessness, arrogance, the life lost due to neglect—doesn't your heart ache at all when you see these? Don't you ever stop at my silence?
If you don't have love, don't you have at least a little sympathy as a human being? How can you abandon me and immerse yourself in other happiness? Stay? Tell me, who has loved you more than me?
You have done the most injustice to me. According to the rules of the world, the one who is loved the most is the one who is hurt the most—and you did it too. Still, don't you feel sorry for me?
Just once, if you had said:
'Don't hurt yourself like this anymore, I am by your side. I feel very sorry for you.'
Then maybe even if I didn't get love, at least with your sympathy I would have found some peace, I could have lived a little longer..."