Life is complicated
And hard to understand.
Why having something
That we can’t enjoy?
Why having something
That only makes you suffer?
Why keeping something
That makes you feel so great pain?
I wish I was
Standing at the edge of a cliff
Feel the wind embracing my body
And not feel pain anymore
Or anger or fury.
Just feel the wind
Touching me softly
And when I reach the bottom
I will be happy
Because the cause of my suffering
And sorrow
Will be gone.
Finally.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem