My heart, broke so oft of late.
Can’t bear so much pain all by itself.
Need someone to take my pain away.
But I know I never will find.
One with a similar heart, soul and mind.
I’m destined for pain, meant to be alone.
Might as well get used to it, nothing will change.
As my scars are ripped open again and again.
The crimson dusk of my life will soon turn to night.
I’ve never known day, and never will.
Play the funeral music, this is my last goodbye.
'Play the funeral music, this is my last goodbye. ' That line is so haunting... So chilling... It seems to foretell very bad events... I hope that this is not the case. Don't give up hope.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a very good poem