I tried to find you all along
I thought i could do it on my own
I tried to prove something to you
I thought it would make you believe
I wish it was easier to understand
I wish i could put myself in your hands
I tried to do something i only assumed
I thought it would make me succeed
But just like everybody else
I ended up screaming for help
Out of breath and out of life
My heart succumbed to the ground
Soldiers of hate and soldiers of death
Took hold of my body instead
No one cared enough to save me now
Not one angel by my side.....
Is this the ultimate sacrifice?
Is this the way to grace or pride?
Is this on whom We'd truly rely?
And not ourselves, not ourselves
The way to god is an eternal road
The weight of heaven is more than gold
The way to love is more than weapon
Yet they'd shoot themselves eventually...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem