I filled the void in someone's life until I was completely empty. They leaned on me, drawing strength and comfort, while I poured out everything I had. In the end, I was left drained and hollow, a mere shadow of my former self. The very act of giving, which once brought me joy, now left me with nothing but a profound sense of loss. It was then I realized, in order to truly help others, I needed to find a way to replenish my own soul first.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem