The world fails me in every sense
of the word it has left me in a state
of disarray, an enlightened sense
of despair.
My life careering off a drab and
desolate road, the curtains of life
have finally closed.
I now realize that love is an
illusion and for me this is a
furlong conclusion,
You have left me dejected by
your rejection, disrespected by
your inconsiderate contactions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem