Meaningless in every way,
Trying to figure it out.
The one reason for me to stay,
Gazing to the ceiling,
I can see the rope dangling,
To wipe away the feeling.
Reaching out with arms of sacrifice,
I tighten the knot around my neck,
And make an end to all the alibis.
Gazing at the floor.
I can see my feet dangling.
Awaiting for the final door.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem