I was once alone
yet alive, but once beaten
taken to hell
yet they want me dead
its a place where i belong
up in flames
burned as black a coal
the smell of my burnt flesh
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very deep melancholy is ingrained in this poem with manic depression. The poem seems to have left no signs of hope with darkeness prevailing all the time. Hope should be kept alive to find the well lit paths...