The curse of an empty society

It is pathetic and ironic. Our society has it bad and we don’t know how to fix it anymore. I don’t think we ever knew, or cared enough. I don’t know when it started but has been going on for years and it won’t stop. It has spread like a pandemia, and it’s eating us slowly from the inside out. Everyone can see it, but no one is willing to change. So we just keep feeding it. Playing with it like a kid play with toys, building a reality that fits our imagination and our mental health. I find myself surrounded by empty people who lock themselves on videogames to run away from their reality, who find comfort on cigarettes and alcohol that will probably end their lives earlier. Surrounded by people that are so full with problems they can’t even control their lives anymore so they start going with the flow, waking up every day to think “just one more day”. They go to work, they come back, they go out, they eat something different, watch a movie and that is it. Momentary happiness. The weekend is over and they are back to their lives that they don’t have an idea of how to escape from. Then you read the news and it is just filled with more problems. Wars, deaths, natural disasters, diseases, our planet is sick and dying just as slowly as us. There are those who fight against but I wonder if they truly believe on what they preach. Those who hold onto fake hope, still trying to live a normal life, believing things can change for them. Most of the time, I am one of those. But then I look around and I see that no matter how much things change, they never really change. Everything feels fake or broken, like some bad mending to an old jeans that will tore apart again. I wonder if we still have it in ourselves. If one day we’ll have enough strength and courage to overcome the selfishness, the emptiness and the greediness that haunts and drowns our society like a giant, starving monster on the deep sea. Or maybe humanity is faded to live with these feelings and its mistakes forever. Maybe it would be like a patched hole on a wall, never really closed.

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