Lights fading, dimming, leaving me soon in the darkness
of sorrow, watching for the light to come, yet it never
again does.
Sun has set for a final time on my horizon, no one here
to see it happening, all those who could have known have
died already.
Now being alone with thoughts, no caring or love from
them any longer, wanting, wishing, needing does no good
in this life.
There's nothing to look forward to, no one to reach out
to, all is lost, I am to be no more on this planet, that
is the way of life, it always in the end, leads to the
death of it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem