Why things have to be just the way they’re meant to be
Or why can’t I just get along
Why does it seems as if everything except for me is free
This time I’m sure I’m not wrong
The visions keep haunting me
The words keep killing me
The shadow which I live under is just not right
My heart is locked and the lost part is the key
Hardest seconds are when every moment is felt of a single night
The glimpse of the past was what thy heart loved
Where is all that now?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem