i don't know how but i've managed to lose all control, yet stay completly in control with no more energy
it seems i'm using all of it
in my head i'm projected as a person with no rights and nothing to build up anymore
i've no longer found my life to be one.
for i now only await dissapointment and nothing else.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a nice poem. welll, not nice, quite dark, and relay rather depressing. an exelent read. you have a knack for expressing emotion most poets would give their eyes for