No peace.
There is no peace trough the lonely streets that I walk alone; my heart is a war against those feelings that try to kill him.
I wish someday it would be answers for all my questions that dissolve into the wind that pass so fast.
I close my eyes as the devil curses me and the demons would not stop disturbing my soul.
No peace in my life, no peace in my heart and no peace in my soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem