Longing for friendship, finding life as no friends to speak
of, existence fading in the distance, allowing nothing to
grasp hold of it.
Nothing slows it down, everything gets rolled along with it,
pressing deep upon a heart, it pushes loneliness inside to
feel it's hurting pride.
Formerly giving way to everyone else's wishes and needs, not
caring about it's own.
Delving way down inside, touching mysteries of life untold,
feeling pain and sorrow which has always been put on hold.
Now, coming forth, spilling anguished anger in drops, all
over, spelling out the loneliness in tears etched upon a
face of a human being.
Totally ignored, forgotten, left out in the cold, a heart
turns hard and falls like granite deeper inside the soul of
a being.
Scratching, tearing, ripping apart a once whole person, to
leave behind a bloody shell of someone no one ever wanted to
know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem