Standing alone, my soul drenched in sorrow, bleeding tears into my saddened mind with regrets of life.
Alone in thought, finding emptiness infiltrating everywhere, taking away self-esteem and awareness of creative thinking.
Jealousy causing many problems with others, never detecting a single solitary person who will understand what I'm going through.
Dropping an axe, slicing myself in half, throwing away the part that no one wants any more.
The side where all my speech is processed and left to die, forgotten on shores of deserted life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem