Human Uncondition

I wonder if it's me

If it's really only me

Who contemplates why humans may suffer so miserably

Why are we destined for darkness?

For heartbreak and mourning?

We should know how to cope in thee unpleasant morning

Who dictates these black holes and understands that we're swallowed?

What are they thinking?

I believe in higher powers, and in angels especially

Though I am not religious

Nobody likes to talk about them

Because they are Hell

But demons are affecting us, too