The end is near,
I melt into the shadows,
I feel alone.
Shadows are cold and unfeeling,
emotions fade away forever,
I am left alone again.
The light feels safe,
but soon it won't be,
the shadows are calling.
My light is there but not,
I am a lowly shadow,
lost without a guide.
Cutting ties is very hard,
when you don't want to,
give them up.
The end is near and soon,
I will be abandoned,
I will be left alone again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem