There's no one to hear my prayer, just an emptiness
and a void penetrating the center of my heart and
life.
Following the arrows of innocent purity, taking me
into the grasp of life's extension, no longer being
a part of who I am.
Searching for the answers and purpose of living in
this cancerous world today, running into road blocks
all along the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem