So here's where the page ends.
I've gotten this far,
and lost a dear friend.
It's me who is missing sanity,
but instead I have and abundance of insanity.
With sorrow I burn through the ones who care.
I've ruined the dreams of those who dare.
I have no place in this universe.
It is something so diverse.
Does it even matter?
All has been shattered.
It seems as if there is no point in life,
but all that I can end with a knife.
All the time I am crying for something unknown.
Sometimes I feel like a drone.
But as usual none of my questions will be answered.
To Brandon <3
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem