Have you ever just felt like sitting down to cry,
Like nothing in the whole world really matters,
As you are ready to be struck and slowly die.
As this world into a million pieces shatters,
Only being the beginning to my worries,
As from deep cuts my blood just spatters.
Having to encounter so many hurries,
As I want you and you only,
Even so my thoughts come in flurries.
I just no longer want to feel lonely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem