I do not know how to live
With the everlasting fear
While asked trust to give
The end might be near
Torn apart the believed ties
It always happened before
Promises became abrupt lies
My heart pierced with a bore
What if it always is like that
Do I really want to wait
How many doomsdays I had
Why living through my fate?
Why not just turn around
And leave without a sign
No more pain to be found
In that shriveled heart of mine
That would be the easiest way
Hope no more, I had it all
No longer living like a stray
My back against the final wall
Down on my ever lonely road
Looking back to what I had
Into deep waters, no lifeboat
If I drown, die, no longer sad
It solely was my tortured mind
Living circles of abandonment
Already leaving it all behind
New twigs, snapped and bent
October 6,2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Be a little optimistic. You write good poetry. Forget every thing and become a beloved of your poetry.