Alone always in darkness,
this feeling of despair,
everything is so lifeless,
too much pain to share.
Alone I stand in this open space,
the cold air on my flesh,
there is no happy ending in this case,
death would be the best.
Alone I suffer, alone I stand
the blade still in my shivering hand,
alone I weep, alone I bleed
Alone I die, no help to plead.
Alone no more now that I am freed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very deep poem. I trust you are not alone but have some real friends in this world. Nice write that tugs at the strings of the heart