Everything is so far away.
He is left behind;
Drench in pain and misery
Bending and almost breaking.
Happiness- he is forsaken.
He has been kissed goodbye by everybody.
Anytime could be his end.
Slowly poisoned by the venom of agony
He could not help but obey.
Wounds would not seem to mend.
He wished he was a dust and drift away.
Looked up in heaven; a vague light he has seen.
Darkness pulls him within, holding him tightly.
Pain has always been pain.
Questions never go away.
He remains unchanged.
Reached for something yet it got broken.
He is totally forsaken.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem