In my wake I see myself
Even if I’m ready or not
I have no time to waste
Because the sorrows read my sacred name
Because I cease to live on
Lately I’ve been failing
Waiting for a call to reach something
Even if I’m ready or not
Because the sorrows read my sacred name
Because I feel lifeless
My own propositions fail me
Its no conclusion, I feel your name
I sever the vessels, and bleed my evil out
Opening my fate to the violent skies
So now I finally come to rest
I pray for something that might not be there
I know it will be hard to forget me
But Ill eventually drive it threw you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem