The arrow of pain comes
Straight to pierce through my heart
Makes me blind giving the feel of death
This is what going on for
Years and my life has become hell
In god I have lost my respect and faith
The more I pray the more
I suffer and there is no hope I can
See coming to rescue me from this hell
Morning comes as a curse
Mind is puzzled as efforts don't
Work to come out from this fiery well
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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