The night is cold and lonely. The day is just the same. It was only now I was locked inside my brain. I looked for refuge in a world that was all my own, but since I figured out me, I am now all alone. The empty void and space inside, I’d filled up with pretend; is back and cold and lonelier now, than it’s ever been. Tears fall down my burning cheeks with a sad realization I am all alone forever and always and God is the only winner. I asked for a sign, I guess it’s here because now I know the truth. What I thought was real is now truly fake. And what I thought was fake is very truly real. So now the joke is not on you, sadly it’s on me. I fell into my own black hole and now the light I sadly see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem