Fading, falling, ripped into pieces
Judged so harsh
But not real
It was never real, made up
A façade, glazed, sugar-coated, to conceal.
But it couldn’t last
Everything must die
And no matter how hard I try
Sun falling, leaving the night sky bare
Dark, lonely, scared
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes........................ Laters...Joshua.