Look at the man that I am
The man that i have become
The lamb of death
The forsaken one
Trapped alone i wander
In the fields of asphodel
Out yonder
An accursed land with no end
A new mystery around every bend
A thousand lost souls
Walk with no purpose
A land of the lonely
A land of regrets
No second chances
In this land of the dead
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Land of the dead a place we all must dwell some day. Well done Yoan.