I feel so cold
As if I am getting really old
plenty of life is still left within
breathing has stopped as if
My emotions are falling asleep
eyes are getting too weak
they often forget to shed a tear
suffering of senility as if
My body looks just fine
hidden deep behind the lies
so hollow and dark on the inside
empty and confined
My helpless soul cries in vain
weary of ego, deceit and pain
No one ever cares
no one has time to look behind
I have no place left to live
there is no place left to hide
Nick Kler
a touching way of writting...very well expressed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem i really liked it a lot.