It feels lonely,
It has been for a while,
Everything is falling apart,
Yet the silence is unshaken.
Every string is detached from the being,
While the heart is racing anxiously,
There's no hope for new direction,
There's no direction for the correct journey.
Why can't everything go?
So that this rock on this chest can move,
And let the new page open,
Let's think about the future,
No! The future is vivid,
In fact it feels lonely and everything is falling apart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem