Drowning with no purpose.
Reach for the surface
Let your sorrows drag you towards failure.
Embrace my hell, the fickle reality.
Seeming to shatter at the faint glimmer of hope.
Desolate...
Alone..
Days like this...
I just wish i could go home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great flowing poem, like it.