No pictures, no home.
Unwelcome and alone.
Chewed up and spat out-
Where do i go now?
No love, no life.
I'm like this every night.
Looking back on what I could have had-
Looking at everything I lack.
Inhale and exhale.
Pain in every breath.
Go to sleep and wake up-
Nothing's worth it in the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem