How can i write anything else,
other then my dark life and loneliness
How can i imagine anything else
other then my loss and emptiness
How can i talk anything else
other then my right of knowing about myself.
How can i feel anything else,
other then how i was kept in dark by my loved ones,
whom i trusted most.
How can i forget my pain and distress
I got in my life for no reason
How can i live without fear
when i know nothing about my future.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nicely done...something and some incidents in life are really hard to forget..