Feeling a sadness taking over, loneliness right behind it,
feeling abandonment caused by both of them, sitting in
dark corners of life.
Wondering why life has to be so difficult, full of strife
and turmoil, going throughout this life meeting hardships
head-on.
Never letting it get too close, for what's the sense in
that, not letting it defeat or send me spiraling into
despair.
Finding ways to keep busy and forgetting self in the
process, seeing what can be done for others who cannot
do for themselves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The hectic of life can overwhelm.