Every morning the pain consumes the little sanity I have
It's like falling deeper and deeper into complete darkness
What's the use of trying to get up?
Everything I do knocks me right back down
No sleep at night makes me think more
Will I suffer from my demons forever?
I feel the nothingness in my soul
The emptiness in my heart
I awaken feeling the same as yesterday
While I just sit and let depression take its course
Time will keep moving on
Leaving me alone with my emptiness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Body is a truce between life and death............we are mortal but our soul immortal.....wonderfully expressed.................liked it