Yesterday
I was almost gave up
I was almost ended
I was lost
Lost of all
Lost off all
Yesterday
I wanted to scream
“Off I go”
“Off you go”
Yesterday
Soul was just a piece
Last thing I hold on to
Consciousness was just a scrap
Few I had to stand
But those
The figment
Again
Just it
And I keep moving
With a shred of my faith
That I’m still here
Thanks God
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem