Walking a path that is filling with my sorrow.
Not caring anymore what will occur tomorrow.
Forget all the lies that once were told.
Can’t lie any more for now I’m cold.
The warm sun no longer touches my skin.
Feeling happy to me is like a sin
Can you not see what you have done?
All my positive life is dead, gone.
This new path that I now walk is cold as me.
It’s the only way I can finally run, flee.
Lost in the sinister abyss of this pathetic “life”
At times I just want to end it all and grab the knife.
No one hears me no matter how loud I yell.
For once I’m alone and I finally fell…
By: Misa Aname
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem