It seems that
every day could
be a good
day to make
drastic decisions
I feel sad
and mad when
I don't accumulate
things
I imagine to
have a room
in my new
house for the
stockpile because I
have tons and
tons of products
and food
Often I don't
know where I
belong
Nothing is better
than loneliness
I'm going ro
be a stranger
to myself because
the frustration is
killing me
Sometimes I think
I live in
an eternal family
cage
Sometimes I feel
a cold anger
inside me
Very often I
dream how I
live in my
lonely home
I have to
be more consistent
in my decisions
I regret not
having much imagination
I have to
learn not to
be too impulsive
Sometimes I want
remain in the
obscurity forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fab muse here abd i esp liked the obscurity stanza. Rest is superb too. Kudos. Plz do read and comment my newest poem titled, 'the value of life and oxygen