Dark and empty
Cold and alone
Sad and miserable
Scared and fearful
These are the days of late
lost and looking
Something never ending
Battle it hard
But still discarded
These are the days of late
Hopeless and longing
Trying and failing
Misguided and hurt
Pushed down and stepped on
These are the days of late
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I hope everyone likes it.