when i find myself
i'll find my shadow
and all the problems
will be broken
were all looking for some person
for support and help
our lives are slowly dieing
our hearts are losing pace
our memories are fading
i no longer hold my grace
for my eyes have stopped crying
and when the time comes
we will say our goodbyes
for the very last time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad but also to easy to relate to. Lovely written