I sit outside in the pouring rain i watch as people go by taking no notice of me cause they can not see me because i do not exist i'm a souless uncaring person that just dissapears into the crowd i have no one to care about and no one cares about me I hear a bell toll
The First Toll i think of my life and how much it has sucked
The Second Toll I think how i have no one who cares about me
The Third Toll I think about the anger i have toward those people who betrayed me and how much i want revenge
The Fourth Toll I think of how this is my personal hell on earth
I will never find peace i am condemned to this earth never to have rest from this torment to stay here forever
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