Oh, what treachery this has brought,
For what I feel is so bleak;
Darkness has come to my heart,
And feeling- what feeling is there? -
I have no feeling but utter pain,
For I cannot fathom what goes on around me.
This pain- I hide it in my chest-
Wearing an emotionless mask
That people can barely see through-
And I feel nothing but bitterness and sadness,
For there is nothing more left to me,
As I sit here, waiting to die momentarily.
So empty, wishing I could disappear,
I know not what to think-
I hope God will help me,
For I wish I will die soon enough,
To the point I wish I can have no return.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem