Sometimes i get hold of a little hope
That i wont wake up in the morning.
That i wont have to keep pretending
That everything will be alright...
And these thoughts keep forming,
Stormy and annoying.
I feel all alone in my own home,
And its slowly going to destroy me.
Where did life go? i dont know,
And dont care. I wouldn't join me
Because Im enjoying the joyous scene
Of joyfully jumping into the void unseen....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem