Yet another milestone
on my way
to the bone-yard
Never sad
just feeling cheated
over the years
wasted in futility
there is no shame
when one has no one
to blame but themselves
drunk, stupid or in love
to me its all the same
state of mine or sickness
of the heart
wasting time on the way
to the final decay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem