Rushing hollow

(Eng) Rushing hollow

We live in a time reading and writing is becoming too far, out of life. They are too slow, they don't bring money, they don't make you rich, powerful as they did in past. People left, in rush, without knowing what was the thing: living.

Rush is here, greedy is here, real people is here. No more masks. Now I see how they don't care, now I see how they never cared. Before they we in an illusion of being good, being helpful, becoming family. They left this things behind, rushing toward hitting money, escaping from that misserable life and living others behind. Otherwise thye will be the one left behind. Not intentioanly but if the only thing they care is getting rich as soon as possible, they step on people without doubt, even wihtout thinking.

There are still some good people I think, but I don't see them anymore. I have no hope for future. future is worse than this. I remember what a good life I had, what a wonderful people they were. Here and now, people are one decade ehead. And I remember last two decades. After all changes, after all lost, remaining is just empty future. In that empty future, only feeling survives is loneliness. Because we all betrayed ourselves.

Hard to convince, hard to believe there is no hope. People love hope. Hope was beatiful, hope was nice. Now becoming just pain.