All Alone
Not to be heard
Like yelling from a distant star
I lay there crying
No one notices
As I give into the depression
So large it encompasses every bit of my reality
My life crashes around me
And all everyone sees is
A speck of dust
Falling trough it all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The despair here is so real... So painfully real... Excellent writing... You have a flair for capturing your emotions so very well. Warmest Regards, Eliza Stine