A frightful word that none can fight,
Can never sleep day or night.
Oh! how i wished it was just a game,
But everyday the scene's the same.
The King of Somber commands again,
Sending you to agony's den.
No one dares to bring a fight,
It is just because he is always right.
My heart was corrupted by jealousy,
The hatred, it feels like i'll lose my sanity.
Seeing those who possessed the joy,
A blissful seen i long to enjoy.
My happiness is now a crime,
A simple gift that can never be mine.
I always wished that i can bend,
To move forward and make this Nightmare end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem