Trying to make out something from nowhere,
Can’t see clearly through the haze,
Yet I know nothing will ever be the same,
I can feel it in the rush of blood through my veins.
Have you ever felt lost before?
Looking about you, seeing nothing beyond the doubts;
Have you ever felt like giving up?
Knowing the chances had all run out.
Life should be sweet, with family and friends God provided;
Truth is, living, in itself, is difficult,
Too much for my confused mind, my overworked body,
More than my weak heart could endure.
I long for the day when I can sleep blissfully
In Death’s comforting arms - distant from the world of mortals;
My soul is thirsty, longing for my Creator’s presence;
I never would want to part from Him again.
But there’s my family I can’t leave behind, just yet;
Dear God, I don’t want to leave something good undone,
For them I tried to take as much as I could;
Please give more strength, don’t let me give up just yet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.