The weakling light is guiding me.
Giving the strength and aching me.
They Left me in that empty light.
Sunrise again made it beautiful sight.
I, the fool who trusted everyone.
Which Brought pain to this alone one.
Escaping from the reality was my dream.
People made it visible the more i scream.
Grabbing hand of hope was the only way.
But the ring of fate showed a different play.
Broken pieces are cutting the skin.
Gathering them is revealing my sin.
Birth of mine is to be blame.
Love in lust all i did in shame.
Strong i become for the reason of pain.
Who Lost everything without any gain.
Time fades away the pain at last.
By taking everything I wished to cast.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem