I am dead, am I not?
Somewhere I left my heart.
I feel it waiting,
For a chance, when I return.
I am dead, am I not?
Somewhere I left my mind.
I know it's seeking,
For that moment, when I return.
I am dead, am I not?
Somewhere I left my soul.
I see it hiding,
For that destiny, when I return.
I am dead, am I not?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Where is my mind? Where is my soul? where is my heart? They are waiting in a hiding spot seeking me. So I am dead without them. I can have no life until i find them and they find me. And in that aspect I am truly of the waking dead. ~LOL I amuse myself.