I fear I am dying;
nothing is left inside.
I am empty.
I see my wife;
but i do not feel
any love.
I hurtmy best friend
and i couldn't care
less about her.
Nothing is exiting.
Everything bores me
fully and completly.
I would stay in bed,
of society allowed it,
all day long.
I used to love life.
I used to bounce
out of bed.
I used to smile all day
and there was a hug
in my arms, always.
I feel dead inside.
Its coming out.
I fear I am dying.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem