To be alone
In life's cold fog
Hurts!
It's dim, you're lost,
You feel your way around
But always end up
On unsteady ground,
Gazing into nothing
Not hearing,
Any of Life's sounds,
Attached to nothing,
Yet knowing, Nothing
Will ever come around.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Friends take the sharp edge off of solitude, even from a distance, sad poem but very well written Sandra