I feel lost and all alone
though my family
with love and hope
surrounds me
I don't understand
why I feel empty
But the dreary feel of death is strong
it consumes me
I cannot help but feel my world's undone
and traveled underground
The tears well up inside my head,
they don't pour from my eyes … It truly does astound!
It gives such a headache…
I have trouble saying my goodbyes
As I ponder living
and try to look beneath my life's dark disguise
How can a person feel so lonesome
when so much love is given?
The hopeless pain, of feeling all alone
is clearly strongly driven
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