Facing loneliness in a moonlit night, stars twinkling
above, showing their caring and compassion for our
predicament.
Walking through the desert, seeing nothing but shadows
of an existence that I once had, now shattered and
taken away from me.
Wondering who I am now, what has become of me and what
am I to do now that there's no one left to love me,
wandering around in a daze with no where to go.
Tearful apologies of death do not satisfy this terrifying
feeling of emptiness, a void of profound proportions now
filling this mind and heart.
Where to go to find comfort or peace, there is nowhere
as I lie down in the bed of my sorrow, emptiness covering
me as I exist somehow in this horrendous grief.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem