It’s that dreadful day again
Oh God why does it have to be that day again
This day is evil
This day is maniacal
This day is dreadful
Why God does it have to be this day
This day kills me
This day is hated by me
I hate this day ever so much
The day that I do distrust
The day that I wish that its death is soon to come
The day of love to all
Is a day of destruction for me
It kills my heart a million times
It destroys my body ten times more
Its acid that is spits disintegrates my soul
This wretched day is not a day for me at all
It’s a living Hell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem