I know I will reach the point
When I will stop what I am doing now
Just like the previous ones once
For no reason at all I cease what I am
I stop, and pause and look at the main
The essence of what was left once simply
Because it remains unsolved, the main
Reason why all these come about
That which I cannot face because it is too harsh.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem