It was once a sunny day
But the sun fades away
And everything will turn
Into black
I cannot see anymore
No one wants me anymore
Ill close my eyes
And fade to black
Where there’s no coming back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes...when youre thinking and close your eyes, fading to black seems like a treasure better than anything else around you...even better than living...i understand this but disapppearing, , and people forgetting..only brings reality back..a unchangable fate...unmistaken for regret...loved this write^^