I'm empty.
There's nothing left.
No thoughts,
No words,
No feeling.
I don't eat.
I don't sleep.
I don't do anything
because I don't know how.
Not anymore.
I've cried out all my tears.
I've screamed out all my voice.
I'm completely empty...
Save for one thing;
Regret.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem