I doubt I'll see the future,
I cannot change the past.
Living in the present,
Not sure if i will last.
I cannot go any further,
It feels as though i am stuck.
I try again, over and over,
Though it seems i am out of luck.
I do not want to continue to live,
It seems there just is no use..
I never took, i would always give,
But today i took the noose-
Sad poem but a lovely one. I hope you'll have a part 2 called Hope Found. Just a suggestion because it is hope that keeps us going.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very forthright, it shows it came out after an emotionally compressed time, a bad experience with a friend or relation triggered the sense of grief. None of us really fit in, we have to make the best of the situation, hope is dead the minute you give up. Best regards