There is a place where the lost souls go
A place where they sit broken and alone
Not needing to put on a show
Embracing a silence that makes them feel whole
It doesn't last though
But for a little while
Everything is okay again
There is a small fire
Building in there hearts
And a knowing grin
On their faces
Soon it will vanish
and that fire burns out
And they leave sad
But hopeful for a new beginning
As the time is ending
There is a place where the lost souls go
A place where they sit broken and alone
But at the same time not alone
Not even close
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem